Ben smiled as he dreamt of being back home, wrapped up in his soft blankets. A pleasant smell of lavender perfume filled his senses, pulling him deeper into such blissful comfort. He couldn't be any more comfortable, and he knew he was totally, absolutely safe, held within the loving embrace of his blankets.
His stomach twitched as he felt them pulse around his leg. Weird, covers don't do that right?
He felt a soft pressure wrap around his torso, trailing up to his neck. His bed began to rise as his covers met him halfway, rotating gently around his neck, then his eyes.
Ben's mind slowly began to muster up some energy at this point. He dimly remembered his dreams from the night before.
"Ben" A voice echoed from his right. He recognized it, but that was from his dreams. He tried to open his eyes, but found that they were covered.
Come to think of it, his covers weren't this heavy... or scaly...
"Ben we had a
deal
. Now wake up..."
Ben nodded with a grin as his eyes began to shut once again. He was still dreaming, of course. Nothing to worry about.
"Mhm, still stubbornly in your own head. What to do..."
Ben felt a sudden shift in weight as he felt his wrappings loosen immediately, dropping him a couple of feet in the air, before quickly wrapping round his legs again. He yelped as his eyes shot open, flailing a bit before catching his breath, much to Ophraila's delight. Despite the sunset, he could still see Ophraila's smirk.
"Aha, there he is. And here I was wondering if you were gonna sleep all the way through your part of the bet."
Ben swallowed as everything hit him at once. The memory of her tongue around his cock. Of him wrapped up and squeezed as she mercilessly teased him into submission over and over. And now, he hung upside down, staring at her voluptuous curves.
Yet something was different. Her demeanor was still that of a dominating tease, but her cheeks were flushed red. Her chest was heaving slowly as she traced her curves with one hand, and parting her lower lips, plunging in and out slowly as her hips rocked into her hand.
She was definitely almost there.
"Er, wait, just what would you even want? I don't know exactly how much my last try did for you, and if I'm not mistaking, that wasn't nearly enough bef-"
Ben was yanked back up as Ophraila sighed, rolling her eyes as she lay him on his back on her coils.
"You know, self deprecation really doesn't do it for me. Not like some others I know. So I'll tell you what I think you should do."
Her eyes flashed gold, making Ben freeze for a second as he struggled to remember just what had happened. Gawking for only a second, he shook his head, clearing out the fog. Looking back up, he saw Ophraila laying in front of him, on top of her own coil hammock. He dimly was aware
"Good boys
listen
and do as they're told... Now
lissten
."
Her words gripped his heart, ensnaring him as his thoughts began to slow. His cock began to stand at attention, soliciting a coo from Ophraila, speeding up her own self-love.
"Good... Now come clossser..."
Ben could feel his thoughts coming back, racing between all the possible scenarios. He was dimly aware of a tail pushing him forward, forcing his mind to the here and now.
"Good boys lisssten... what does your cock want? Let it think for you... Let it come to meee."
Ben's heart began to pound as he took a tentative step forward. His cock twitched, as she smiled, reaching a hand out and curling her finger towards herself.
"That'sss it... follow your instincts... What does your cock neeeed. What do
you
neeeed?"
Ben slowly reached his hand down, unconsciously stroking his manhood as he took a more confident step forward, closer to his temptress.
"Yesss, good boy. Stroke your cock for me. Come, lose yourself in me. Give in to me."
Ben finally reached her, soaking in the sight of the beauty before him. Her coils beneath his feet rose and fell, in time with her chest, rhythmically rolling with every thrust of her prodding fingers.
He bit his lower lip. He
knew
what he wanted.
He wanted her to cum.
His eyes locked onto his prize. Lowering his head he lolled his tongue out, tracing his tongue up her clit, much to her surprise.
"Oh-mmMm- you, you chose to keep playing? And here I th-thought you were gonna...gonna-NnnNgh!"
Ophraila grabbed Ben's head as she pressed her pussy into him, rocking her hips as his tongue rolled up again, causing her to shake and quiver. She expected him to try and push his throbbing cock into her. She was going to tease him to putty in her hands.
But this... this was much better.
Ben stroked himself to her rhythm, rocking his hips forward into her coils as he felt an all familiar tenseness flow through him. He wasn't going to last much longer, and he didn't care. He sped up, soliciting a squeal from his lover as she looked down through her half lidded eyes. Quickly lifting him up and rotating herself down underneath him, wrapping her tail around his cock. She pumped him, rotating her coils round and round his cock, making Ben grunt and thrust into her tail.
"Oh- nmm- your not gonna waste that cum! You're gonna cum in my mouth! ooh Cum for me! CUM!"
Lolling her forked tongue out and wrapping it around his tip, she sped up, feeling him twitch and leak pre-cum out as she rocked her hips into his own prodding tongue.
She felt it too. Her stomach quivered as she felt an orgasm begin to pulse harder and harder through her. This one was gonna be big, so much better than when she took care of herself. Her moans turned to screams of pleasure as she tightened her grip on his cock, then plunging her mouth onto his manhood, squealing as she felt him finally give in, as he began to cum down her throat.
Ben screamed as Ophraila squeezed his cock, milking him as he felt another orgasm pushing its way through him, extending his pleasure beyond what he thought possible. He plunged his cock down, desperate to be even deeper in her throat, which he found she began to allow. Every thrust, she rolled her coils back and her tongue forward, as he heard her moans of bliss rise.
He finally plunged wholly into her mouth as he felt his second orgasm hit, pulsating down the back of her throat. He screamed as she hummed, vibrating around his shaft. Her coils wrapped taught around his chest, wrapping around both of them and squeezing him tight into her, pushing her sex into his mouth once again as the sweet smell of arousal melted the last of his will into mush.
He lapped at her, feeling her sex quiver and tremble more powerfully than before. Then finally, at just the right moment, he rolled his tongue against her, sending her over the edge as she rocked into his lips, squeezing the air out of his lungs as she spasmed in pure utter bliss.
In her bliss, she pressed her fangs into his waist, pumping venom into her lover.
This in turn, made Ben's blood rush to the only organ doing any thinking in his body.
He couldn't help his last orgasm pouring through him and into her. This last one however, kept going. His cock pulsed harder and harder into her mouth, and he couldn't stop. His eyes began to roll into the back of his head as he pounded into her eager mouth.
He couldn't last under this kind of pressure, especially at this rate. As his orgasm went beyond the ten minute mark, he lost consciousness in her embrace as he went limp.
* * * * *
Ben became dimly aware of being totally wrapped up in a coil cocoon, pulsing gently into him as its warmth permeated his body in a deeply relaxing massage. He sighed as let himself float in this embrace of his lover.
"I feel you stirring again... Oooh Ben that was a great way to fulfill your end of the bet. I'm almost tempted to make another..."
Ben smirked, trying to maneuver his arm out of her coils to give a thumbs up.
"Trust me, I couldn't have done that without you. Thanks for, well, getting through my thick skull. That was amazing for me too."
Ophraila giggled as she parted her coils, lowering her head to meet his gaze. Her eyes shimmered in the night sky, a broad smile on her face as she came nose to nose with him.
"It really pays to listen every once and awhile, huh? But... still, tonight was a really great time."
A gust of cold wind hit as she tightened up, shivering a bit as she looked up. Clouds began to form, foretelling an imminent storm.
"Oh no... I didn't think about that..."
Ben squirmed his way out a bit more as he looked into the sky. "Oh shit, a storm... Ophraila, what are you going to do? Aren't snakes cold blooded?"
"Yes, and this could really take it out of me. I didn't take the time to find a place to shelter myself..."
Ben bit his lip, seeing Ophraila's expression turn dark. He couldn't just sit by.
"Ophraila let me down. I have an idea."
She looked back, her eyes turning a light green as she nodded. "Ok... but..."
Ben felt himself being lowered. He leapt out of her grasp as soon as he was hovering above the ground, hitting the grass running back towards the grove he was captured at.
Grabbing his trusty walking stick, he sprinted back towards his truck. Coming to the dusty trail where he started from, he felt an ominous drip hit his nose. He grit his teeth, grabbing his large tarps and posts from his camping set as he staggered back towards the grove.
Wasting no time, he quickly mounted the posts up in a large square under the canopy. He knew it wouldn't be the best coverage against the wind, but he could at least protect her from the rain. Cursing himself for not grabbing a blanket, he secured the tarp and posts, yelling for Ophraila as the drops turned to sprinkles.
"OPHRAILA! COME HERE! OPHRAILA!"
Ben shouted as he looked back and forth, hearing the trees rustling. Deciding to head back to the truck, he sprinted back, determined to ensure that his new friend was going to be taken care of.
Desperately searching his truck, he found his large blankets, smiling as he snatched them. He was winded, but he made his way back through the drizzle of rain.
Coming back, he found that his large canopy was a perfect fit, much to his relief. Ophraila had made a coil bed as she lay on the ground. Her eyes lit up as she saw Ben come back with two large sets of covers.
