Page 21 of The Emerald Boa's Lover
“I tell you what?” I smirk with darker throat scales as I lead him up to the front door of our nest. “Go and wash off the smell of everyone else from your body, and I’ll deal withthis.”I help him shrug off his backpack once we’re inside. “Then I’ll come and join you up in our nest room. I’ll tell you all about Gcorket, don’t you worry.” I feel my pouch swell and I giggle at the coy smirk he gives me. “You will know everything you need to know for tomorrow, don’t worry.”
“I’m going to like this, aren’t I?”
“If I do my part right? Oh yeah.” I peck his cheek, balk at the smell of Luha and the hundred patients he’d seen today, and point towards the pulley system. “But first you stink. I’ve left out everything you need for a bath.”
“Yes sugar.” He sang teasingly and started to walk towards the pulley system.
“Shoes!” I hiss with frustration. Healwaysforgets to take his shoes off first.
“Yessugar.” He teases me and steps out of his shoes to leave by the front door. “Anything else you want me to take off?” I chew my scaly lips and take hold of my rising libido before I throw myself at my sexy partner.
“Your clothes.” He ooo’s at me. “For a bath. You stink, Charlie.”
“Alright, but if you make me wait too long, I might have to let my hands wander without you.” He winks at me and I nearly swoon over on my tail. He is a menace, and he knows it, as he pulls his shirt over his head whilst backing up towards the pulley system. My mouth waters as I watching the flex of his pecks and abs. I enjoy the display, and he doesn’t even realise what he’s initiating by displaying himself like that. ItisGcorket, after all. Well, tomorrow anyway.
“Don’t you dare.” I warn him.
“Dare what?” Charlie smirks at me and throws his shirt, trousers, and boxer shorts into the hamper I have by the access hole. So he doesn’t spread the scent of others in my nest. I move quickly to pick up the hamper and plan to dump the contents into the human washing machine, only to find I’ve slithered straight into his trap. His hand presses to my pouch through my dark yellow wrap-around skirt, and I am captured in his coy stare. “I have had along hardday.” I gulp, not needing to look down to see he has already given himself a languid stroke. “I’ll wash off the smell of others first, you possessive little thing, but then I want to work off some tension.” I gulp. “Inside you.”
“Shuck me.” I shudder and nod like an idiot, but he likes that reaction. “I’d like that as well.”
“I knew you would.” Shuuuuck. I’m going to extrude right here and now if he keeps palming at my pouch like that. I can feel the muscles on either side of my pouch start to relax and the slit is opening. If he isn’t careful, I won’t be using a shower to get the smell of overs off him. I’ll capture him in my coil and coat him in my seed instead.
“I, erm, well.” I clear my throat, not voicing that worrying desire, and swing around on my tail to take my pouch from his sinful caress. “I’ll join you in a moment.” I long to scent him, but right now his pheromones are muddied with the smell of the clinic and everyone else. Once he’s clean, I’ll lick and scent him to my heart’s desire. And his.
I hear him chuckling as he heads up the pulley and I know that he’s not kidding. I need to move my tail if I want to make sure Charlie doesn’t start without me. I never know if he’s serious when he makes that threat, and I don’t want to find out.
I wash out his lunch box, throw his clothes into the washing machine, and hurry up to the hygiene level. I find Charlie sat in the middle of the bathtub and running his soapy hands over his shoulders and chest. Again, I nearly swoon over on my tail as he locks his smirk onto me.
“Can I help you with something?” He teases me, but I’m way too aroused to play games. I whip off my wrap around skirt and watch him lower his wanton stare to my pouch. I extrude for him, touching my hands to my chest and neck to display myself for him. Touching where I want him to touch me. “Apparently so.” He chuckles and I lick my bottom lip with my forked tongue, before running my right hand down my chest towards my slit.
“I hope you haven’t started without me, Charlie.” I sway my hips and shoulders slowly, the carnal rhythm of Gcorket ebbing into me.
“Oh Sugar. I want to lick you like a damn lollipop.” Charlie cups water to his body to rinse off the soap, and I enjoy to way his muscles glisten. He walks toward me like a water deity and his hands firmly take hold of my hips. “And I see no reason not to.”
Oh. Sweet. Ancestors.
Charlie wraps his right hand around my girth and pumps me towards his plump lips. I greedily watch as he kisses my tapered head and licks the two slits of my glans. Shuck me. I am barely holding myself up on my tail when he sinks my dick into his mouth.
“Charlie.” I moan his name and lower my hands to hold the back of his head and his shoulder. He bobs his head slowly, surrounding my cock with wet suction and drawing out my pleasure. His tongue heavily caresses my ridges and his fist pumps my dick towards his mouth in perfect sync with the roll of his head. Oh shuck. Even the sight of my dick sliding back and forth into his mouth drives me closer to release. I think it’s because Charlie only cums once, but he always likes to get me off at least once before we have sex. I have no complaints. He makes me feel like he is determined to learn every nook and sweet spot to control my pleasure. To own it and control every tremor. Master of my body. I am his willing slave. Charlie can do whatever he wants to me. It’s hard to resist the urge to collapse around him in a tangle and mount my sheath on his cock, but my patience is rewarded soon enough. The combination of his hot mouth, the suction of his hollowed cheeks and the pace of his hand stroking my length into his mouth sends me over the edge. I tangle my hands in his wet blonde hair and cum at the back of his throat. He can’t swallow it all but he always lets me cum in that hot cavern of his mouth. Even if my cum spills through his lips and down his chin. Another sexy sight I cherish and watch through half-lidded eyes. “That was hot.” Charlie chuckles, and I am still a mental pile of goo as he walks out of the sunken bath to wash up at the sink. When I can think with my upstairs brain I slither into the bathtub and brace the back of my shoulders and arms along the rim. I hope I’m giving him a tempting display, my cock still extruding and my body needy. “Oh I see?” He chuckles at my position and my tail sways in the water. I hold still as he steps back into the bath. He stands astride my tail and stalks up my length with a predatory glint in his eyes. “So I take it you’ve donned this position like a bullseye, have you?” Charlie puts his hands on his hips, accentuating the V of his pelvis and his long thick cock. Raised and pointing at me like a target. “Is this what you want?” He lowers to one knee over me and I grip the rim of the bathtub. I’m so aroused I’ve lost the power of coherent speech, so I just nod and wriggle, hissing and lifting my tail to slink over his shoulder. He lets me use my tail to bring him down to his other knee so he’s straddling my tail below my pouch. “What do you want Dal?”
“You.” I blurt out and my throat scales are dark, but I’m past being coy. “Inside me. Charlie.” I whine, crazy with need, and he lowers to all fours over me. Like my whimper drew him to rock forward on his knees and move this along.
“Give me some sugar.” Charlie grips the rim of the bathtub under my right shoulder, and his other hand cups the back of my head. He kisses me, numbing my mind at his natural taste. His tongue dominates mine. Charlie always likes to dominate me, and I love it. I surrender, every time, and I damn near squeal at the hot press of his bulbous cock-end at my slit. “You’re so hot, you know that?”
“Y-you make me hot.” I’m not very good at this sexy talk, but Charlie never seems to be displeased with my attempts. He moans and kisses my throat, sufficiently distracting me as he takes hold of his cock and aims true.
“Look at you? A sexy mess of emerald scales.” He smirks against my neck and fills my sheath all the way to the back. Shuck. I tremble and sink my arms into the bath to press my palms to the floor of the bath. His hands take hold of the rim with both hands and gives me a devilish grin. I know what that means. He’s going to shuck me hard, and I love it. My tail, wet from the bath, snakes down his shoulder to tease across his nipples. It was like a firing shot in a race, as he pistoned into action. I shuddered and whimpered at the delicious fullness of his cock inside me. My pouch and sheath clenched with each pulse of pleasure he rocked through me. My tail cupped his ass, his back, around his shoulder and my tail-tip flicked at his nipples. He turned his head and licked at my emerald tail. I lifted the tail-tip and he licked it into his mouth to suck. Shuck me. Just when I think Charlie can’t get sexier, he proves me wrong and turns me into a mumbling mess. “So tight. Fuck, Dal, you’re so wet. Like your sheath is trying to milk me dry.”
“Cum inside me.” I moan, delirious with pleasure and tasting his arousal in the air. “I love the full feeling when you fill me with your seed.” Hereallyliked that. His hands gripped my shoulders and he rolled his hips to shuck me even harder. Not faster, but deeper. “Ch-arlie!” I almost lost my balance and slid into the bath. Every tantalising stretch and pull of his cock inside me sent me closer to the verge. I hissed and flung my tail off Charlie to smack the water, when he took hold of my throbbing dick between us. He licked and kissed my throat and pumped me into oblivion. I arched my head back and hissed with relief. My sheath clenched and my abdomen flexed with my trembles. He stroked my cock even faster, even as I spurted cum over his knuckles and my navel, he didn’t stop milking my release. I knew when Charlie came as he pressed himself, balls deep against me and squeezed me with his thighs. He brought his mouth to mine and lazily kissed me, basking in the euphoria of his climax. I came down from my high first and stared at his beautiful face. His bottom lip went between his teeth and his brow furrowed a little bit. Then his expression went lax into a satisfied smile and he lowered down to nestle against me. His arms went around my waist and he pressed his cheek to my shoulder. His lips peppered kisses at my neck and I happily surrounded him with my arms and tail. I coiled some of my tail beneath me as support so we didn’t slip under the water.
“I love how you welcome me home.” Charlie teases against my throat and I wriggle happily.
“I love welcoming you home.” I chuckle and close my eyes, happy to bask in the moment and the warm bath water. “Even if we don’t have hot sex.” He laughs, and I love that I’ve made him laugh.
Ancestors, I love everything about Charlie. I can’t tell him yet though, because I know he doesn’t feel the same way about me. Not yet. I grin and accept the kiss he plants on me before he sits up to start washing off our semen. Just you wait Charlie. You will fall madly in love with me. We are right for each other. I just know it.
Chapter 18
