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Unideal
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
14,391
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Unideal
She hadn't looked at where she was going.
The slimy things she could barely make out in the dark came at her and grabbed her wrists, her ankles, forcing her limbs apart as she was lifted high into the air. There was no time to cry out, not with one slimy tentacle - it had to be one; she didn't dare think what else it could be - sliding past her lips and down her throat, effectively becoming a gag for her mouth.
The flexible tentacles tore at her clothes. She felt cold, colder- the night breeze was strong and the monster had not left her any defence against the wind.
The thing in her mouth now tickled her throat, climbing as downwards as it thought it could but she was already trying to gag- it wouldn't let her, staying where it was inside her throat and other tendrils were now moving all over her body.
She threw her head backwards and she would have cried out had something not been inside her throat the moment one crept up her thigh and inside her.
Inside her.
Up and up, deeper and deeper it climbed and slid into her, filling her, touching her. It was big, it was hard, it was slimy- it felt good. Her body reacted as if set on fire as the tentacle suddenly pulled back for one second and thrusted back inside again and again and again.
She couldn't move, but she screamed and moaned into the thing inside her mouth, as it fucked her at both ends. One curled around her left nipple and she felt her breasts being sucked and nipped at by that thing-
It felt so good. So good-
The tentacle moved faster, deeper; she squeezed her thighs together, the pressure of the tentacle inside her higher and higher. Now there were not one but two toying with her breasts, her belly button, her body.
Arching her back, she shuddered and her body writhed as pleasure shot through her. from her nether region to her chest, to her head. The tentacle inside her mouth twitched, and something thick and gooey flowed down her throat. She swallowed the bitter cream as the creature gripped her all the tighter. still fucking her, using her.
Its thrusts were faster, deeper now that she was lubricated for its use. She felt faint in its grip, but the fire inside her rose higher and higher. The tentacle that was in her mouth retreated and she screamed her pain, her pleasure, her ecstasy. She called out for the creature to use her, to fuck her and it did- harder. faster. Her body was raw, her nipples throbbing. But it felt so good-
She felt it. The same gooey sensation inside her, the same as the one she had swallowed. It pulsed inside her body, filling her with its cream as it did with the tentacle moments ago.
The strangeness of it all suddenly hit her- she had sex with a monster, something with tentacles enough to bind her vulnerable and take her helpless. It didn't hurt much, this was not her first time.
Fuck. Her lover.
There was shame, but there was also a strange delight in knowing that something taboo had been broken. Slowly, she found herself lowered to the floor, cold, shivering, naked, some liquid flowing out of her, down her thighs. She was dizzy after the ordeal, aching all over.
In the dim of the cave, her torch having long disappeared, she felt worried when she saw that her clothes were torn and made unwearable- and she hadn't thought to bring any spares. Would she have to make her way home like this?
In any other situation, she would have laughed- to be so embarrassed about this when only moments ago she had been raped (was it rape, really?) by some creature she didn't even know.
Maybe it's just the shock talking, she wondered. The stickiness down there annoyed her just a little and she longed for a bath she could take her time with. When I get home then, she mused as she turned back and headed out, making sure to watch where she was going now as she walked.
The slimy things she could barely make out in the dark came at her and grabbed her wrists, her ankles, forcing her limbs apart as she was lifted high into the air. There was no time to cry out, not with one slimy tentacle - it had to be one; she didn't dare think what else it could be - sliding past her lips and down her throat, effectively becoming a gag for her mouth.
The flexible tentacles tore at her clothes. She felt cold, colder- the night breeze was strong and the monster had not left her any defence against the wind.
The thing in her mouth now tickled her throat, climbing as downwards as it thought it could but she was already trying to gag- it wouldn't let her, staying where it was inside her throat and other tendrils were now moving all over her body.
She threw her head backwards and she would have cried out had something not been inside her throat the moment one crept up her thigh and inside her.
Inside her.
Up and up, deeper and deeper it climbed and slid into her, filling her, touching her. It was big, it was hard, it was slimy- it felt good. Her body reacted as if set on fire as the tentacle suddenly pulled back for one second and thrusted back inside again and again and again.
She couldn't move, but she screamed and moaned into the thing inside her mouth, as it fucked her at both ends. One curled around her left nipple and she felt her breasts being sucked and nipped at by that thing-
It felt so good. So good-
The tentacle moved faster, deeper; she squeezed her thighs together, the pressure of the tentacle inside her higher and higher. Now there were not one but two toying with her breasts, her belly button, her body.
Arching her back, she shuddered and her body writhed as pleasure shot through her. from her nether region to her chest, to her head. The tentacle inside her mouth twitched, and something thick and gooey flowed down her throat. She swallowed the bitter cream as the creature gripped her all the tighter. still fucking her, using her.
Its thrusts were faster, deeper now that she was lubricated for its use. She felt faint in its grip, but the fire inside her rose higher and higher. The tentacle that was in her mouth retreated and she screamed her pain, her pleasure, her ecstasy. She called out for the creature to use her, to fuck her and it did- harder. faster. Her body was raw, her nipples throbbing. But it felt so good-
She felt it. The same gooey sensation inside her, the same as the one she had swallowed. It pulsed inside her body, filling her with its cream as it did with the tentacle moments ago.
The strangeness of it all suddenly hit her- she had sex with a monster, something with tentacles enough to bind her vulnerable and take her helpless. It didn't hurt much, this was not her first time.
Fuck. Her lover.
There was shame, but there was also a strange delight in knowing that something taboo had been broken. Slowly, she found herself lowered to the floor, cold, shivering, naked, some liquid flowing out of her, down her thighs. She was dizzy after the ordeal, aching all over.
In the dim of the cave, her torch having long disappeared, she felt worried when she saw that her clothes were torn and made unwearable- and she hadn't thought to bring any spares. Would she have to make her way home like this?
In any other situation, she would have laughed- to be so embarrassed about this when only moments ago she had been raped (was it rape, really?) by some creature she didn't even know.
Maybe it's just the shock talking, she wondered. The stickiness down there annoyed her just a little and she longed for a bath she could take her time with. When I get home then, she mused as she turned back and headed out, making sure to watch where she was going now as she walked.