CHAPTER#126

"Are you healing me?" he whispered.

"Not quite. Just a little targeted heat therapy." Ratu had developed a temporary lisp, and the words spoken directly in his ear made him shiver in anticipation. She was grinding on him now, a thin pair of red panties separating her flesh from his. He grabbed her by the hips and pushed up into her, his cock swelling.

She was right. This was taking his mind off of things.

"Summon your magic for me," she hissed in his ear. "I would feel it run through me again."

"I'll do my best." It was hard to concentrate on controlling it when he was already so aroused. His mind took a step back from his body and gave his magic a gentle prod. It moved sluggishly, slowly creeping through his body.

"Hmm, yes, I can feel it shifting within you." Scales rippled across her body and she let out a tiny moan. A couple of stray sparks formed on Mike's chest, but then sank back into his skin.

"I'm sorry, I'm having a bit of trouble." His cheeks became hot, and he was reminded of all the times he had failed to perform with prior girlfriends. Sure, his cock was hard, but the naga wanted something more of him, and his failure to produce was bringing back bad memories.

"I think you just need a little help." She licked her way down his neck, pausing to lovingly run her hands along the scars on his side. Her tongue teased the area around his belly, tracing wet circles around where his cock lie.

"I like that," he told her, closing his eyes and relaxing. When her tongue finally found his shaft, it wrapped around the base, squeezing him rhythmically. She wrapped her hand around the base of his balls, massaging his prostate through the skin beneath.

"Let's see if we can build up a charge," she said around her tongue, her voice thick.

"Please don't make any more puns," he groaned, shivering when her long, oral digit circled just beneath his thick glans and squeezed. Her tongue acted much like a cock ring, coaxing blood into his cock and trapping it there. The pressure building inside of him rode the boundary between pain and pleasure.

Ratu teased him this way for several minutes before sucking him into her mouth. Her tongue swirled all around him, the sensation making him a little dizzy. When he felt like his orgasm was getting close, she clamped down on the base of his cock and held perfectly still.

"You tease." He lifted his head in time to see a flurry of sparks manifest and then disappear. "It seems to be working."

"Fascinating. It's almost like you pulled a magic muscle." Ratu was barely legible, drooling all over his crotch when she spoke.

"Stop talking with your mouth full," he told her.

She laughed, causing a weird ripple effect along his shaft. Shifting her body weight, she took him all the way into her mouth and sucked hard, slowly pulling her mouth upward. He watched in amazement as his cock slowly slid into view, still tightly wrapped in her snake-ish tongue.

The light in the room dimmed, and he tilted his head back to see Tink standing over him, her hands firmly placed on her hips. She had already patched what remained of her dress, and a scowl was fixed to her face just beneath her goggles.

"What husband doing?" she asked, sliding the goggles up above her eyes.

"Um... Ratu has a theory about my magic." He grinned sheepishly.

Tink rolled her eyes dramatically. "Snake face always have theory. Husband needs rest."

"Actually..." Ratu pulled her mouth free with an audible pop, Mike's wet cock slapping against his belly. "If my theory is correct, this will actually help him recover."

"Oh?" Tink cocked her head. "How?"

"I need to get him sufficiently aroused. To see his magic." Ratu picked up Mike's cock and stroked it. "Care to lend a hand?"

"Pssh." Tink's dress was over her head in an instant. "Tink lend more than hand." Straddling his face, she lowered herself, her thick, green labia now over his mouth.

Mike's eyes went wide, and then his vision was obscured by the goblin's backside. Her tail swished over his head and came to a rest by his ear. He opened his mouth and licked the edges of her pussy, causing her to shudder.

"Now, we need him horny, but he can't come yet. Not until we see the sparks," Ratu explained.

"Tink make sparks then." She placed her hands on Mike's chest and pushed herself into his face. Ratu's tongue was back on his cock, and she fellated him as only a naga could, taking him balls deep into her mouth and sucking him down. He closed his eyes and moaned into Tink, his tongue parting her double folds.

"Mmm. Husband do good work." Tink said with approval, patting him on the belly.

He felt her hands start massaging his pelvis, right above his dick. Ratu kept moving, and he felt his orgasm building up once more. With so many hands on him, he felt like he was getting close to a massive orgasm when Ratu held still again, applying pressure.

"Make him work harder for it, Tink." Ratu said, and then somebody slapped his belly. Tink rolled her hips back, allowing him to savor her completely, his lower lip teasing her while his tongue slid inside to push against the first of her inner double clits. Her vagina was narrow enough that it was difficult to push that deep, but she was pushing into his face hard enough to help him.

When his orgasm subsided completely, Ratu began stroking him again. Tink leaned forward to help, her small hands on the top and Ratu's larger hands on the base and his balls. They occasionally worked in tandem, but then would jerk him at random, disrupting the building pressure within.

A spark jumped from his mouth into Tink, and he heard the goblin yelp.