Jane’s hemipenes glistened in the dim light of the apartment, twin shafts of scaled flesh, each a foot long, pulsing with her arousal as they emerged from her cloaca-vagina. Ryan sat on the floor, his feminine thighs spread, his pussy still dripping from their earlier encounter. Sophie twitched between his legs, her 18-inch length stirring back to life, her glans-head blinking awake as her hazel eyes locked onto Jane’s transformed groin. “Fuck, look at those,” Sophie murmured, her urethra-mouth parting to drool a bead of pre-cum down her chin, her tits jiggling faintly as she pulsed. “I need them.”
Jane slid off the couch, her flexible torso swaying with an almost hypnotic grace, her scaled breasts quivering as she crawled toward Ryan. “You fucked me so good,” she said, her voice low and sultry, her long, forked tongue flicking out to taste the air. “Now it’s my turn to play with you—both of you.” She stopped inches from him, her hemipenes bobbing slightly, their slick tips brushing the air. Ryan felt Sophie throb harder, her arousal flooding his senses, his pussy clenching with anticipation.
“Jane, please,” Sophie begged, her tone dripping with lust. “Let him taste you. I wanna watch.” She flexed, her veiny shaft swaying, and Ryan groaned, his hands trembling as he reached for Jane’s thighs.
Jane smirked, her green eyes glinting with mischief. “Oh, he will.” She shifted closer, straddling his knees, her hemipenes hovering just above his face. “Go on, Ryan. Suck them.”
He didn’t hesitate. Leaning forward, he wrapped his lips around the first hemipenis, its slick, scaled surface sliding past his tongue, the taste musky and sharp—Jane’s raw essence. He sucked, his mouth stretching around its girth, his tongue swirling over the blunt tip as it oozed pre-cum. Jane hissed, her hands resting on his shoulders, her nails grazing his skin. “Fuck, yes,” she panted, rocking her hips slightly to push deeper. Ryan pulled back, gasping, then turned to the second hemipenis, taking it in with equal fervor. Its warmth filled his mouth, the scales smooth yet textured, and he bobbed his head, alternating between them, his lips glistening with their combined slickness.
“So hot,” Sophie moaned, her length straining upward, her tits bouncing as she watched. “Ryan, you’re making me so wet.” Her pre-cum dripped steadily now, pooling on his thigh, and he felt his pussy respond, growing slicker with every suck.
Jane’s breath quickened, her torso bending slightly as she watched him work. “Good boy,” she purred, her voice a low hiss. “But I’ve got more for you.” She pulled back, her hemipenes slipping from his mouth with a wet pop, glistening with his spit. She shifted, aligning herself over his hips, her cloaca hovering above his pussy. “I’m gonna fuck you now,” she said, her gaze intense. “And Sophie’s gonna get some love too.”
Ryan nodded, his hands gripping her scaled thighs as she lowered herself. The first hemipenis pressed against his pussy, its slick tip parting his folds, then slid inside—foot-long and thick, stretching him wide with a delicious burn. He gasped, his hips bucking, the sensation overwhelming—hot, slick, and deep, the scales rasping faintly against his inner walls. “Oh fuck, Jane,” he rasped, his voice breaking as she sank fully inside, her cloaca flush against his pelvis, her clit pulsing against his skin.
Her second hemipenis pressed against Sophie, their shafts aligning, the slick surfaces grinding together as Jane began to thrust. Sophie moaned, her head tilting toward it, her lips brushing the scaled flesh. “Yes, Jane—fuck us,” she whimpered, her tongue flicking out to lap at the tip, tasting the pre-cum that smeared across her mouth. Jane shivered, her hips rocking, her first hemipenis pumping into Ryan’s pussy while the second frotted against Sophie’s length, their cocks sliding together with every thrust.
Then Jane surprised them. Her flexible, snake-like torso coiled downward, bending impossibly as her head descended toward Sophie and her own hemipenis. “You didn’t think this was all I got from Sable, did you?” she said, her voice thick with lust. She opened her mouth—wider than should’ve been possible, her jaw distending like a serpent’s, revealing a cavernous maw lined with wet, pink flesh. “Watch this.”
Before Ryan or Sophie could react, Jane engulfed them. Her lips stretched around Sophie’s 18-inch length and her own foot-long hemipenis, taking both deep into her throat in one fluid motion. Her mouth slid down, down, until her lips pressed against Ryan’s feminine pelvis and her own cloaca, sealing them together. Sophie’s veiny shaft and Jane’s scaled cock disappeared into her gullet, her throat bulging visibly as she swallowed them whole. Her long, forked tongue slithered out, wrapping around Ryan’s labia, teasing his folds and flicking against her own cloaca where it met his skin, sending jolts of pleasure through all three of them.
“Fuck, Jane!” Sophie screamed, her voice muffled but ecstatic, her tits heaving as Jane’s throat rippled around her. “I can feel it—your tongue, your mouth—everything!” Ryan groaned, his pussy clenching around Jane’s first hemipenis, the dual sensations—her thrusting inside him, her throat sucking Sophie and her own cock—pushing him to the edge. Jane’s tongue danced, wet and sinuous, stroking his labia, dipping into his slit alongside her cock, then lashing her own cloaca, amplifying her own pleasure.
Jane thrust harder, her hips slapping against Ryan’s, her first hemipenis plunging deep into his pussy, her cloaca grinding against him. Her throat worked, sucking and swallowing, her lips tight against their pelvic bones as she pleasured Sophie and her second hemipenis together. Sophie’s pre-cum flowed freely, mixing with Jane’s saliva, dripping down her chin as her shaft pulsed inside that impossibly wide mouth. “Jane, you’re—oh God, I’m gonna cum!” Sophie cried, her head tilting back, her tits bouncing wildly.
“Me too,” Jane hissed around them, her voice garbled but fierce, her tongue flicking faster. Her torso coiled tighter, her scales glinting with sweat as she fucked Ryan and sucked them both. Ryan’s hands gripped her thighs, his feminine ass lifting off the floor as he thrust upward, meeting her rhythm, his pussy spasming around her cock.
It hit like a tidal wave. Jane’s first hemipenis erupted inside Ryan, flooding his pussy with thick, hot cum, spilling out around her shaft as he clenched in a sharp, wet orgasm, his juices soaking her scales. Her second hemipenis pulsed in her throat, shooting ropes of cum alongside Sophie’s climax—Sophie’s mouth-urethra opening wide, spraying her load deep into Jane’s gullet, their fluids mixing in a messy, glorious rush. Jane swallowed it all, her throat rippling, her tongue lashing wildly as she rode out her own double orgasm, her cloaca clenching against Ryan’s pelvis.
She pulled back slowly, her jaw snapping back to normal with a soft pop, her lips glistening with cum and saliva as Sophie and her hemipenis slid free. Sophie shrank to eight inches, “sleeping” again, her face slack and dripping, her tits resting against Ryan’s thigh. Jane’s hemipenes retracted into her cloaca, softening as she collapsed beside him, her scaled chest heaving. “Fuck,” she panted, wiping her mouth. “That was… intense.”
Ryan lay back, breathless, his feminine ass sinking into the puddle of their fluids. “You’re unreal,” he muttered, his voice hoarse. Sophie stirred faintly, mumbling, “Best. Friend. Ever.”
Jane laughed, her tongue flicking lazily as she propped herself up. “We’re a hell of a team,” she said, her eyes glinting with mischief. “And I’m still not done with you freaks.”