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Forced Orgasm Tentacle Sex Anonymous
"So, do we have a deal?" The demon asked, licking its lips with a long purple tongue, a gob of slobber falling from its tip and spattering across the already bespeckled floor.
I shuddered in disgust, but didn't move away. It could have been interpreted as a sign of fear -which would have been deadly. Instead I squared my shoulders and recited, "In return for incubating your child for one month, I will have a 10 fold increase in power for that same time. And neither incubating the child, nor the end of that incubation will kill me," I emphasized that part meaningfully.
The creature looked at me shrewdly. "Should you try to remove it before it has matured....it will die. And so will you, in a way so painful hell will seem a relief."
"Will it ah... hurt?" I asked. I didn't want to seem week, but a month of pain might drive me mad.
"No...it will not hurt," and the demon seemed to smile, in a way that had me wary of the joke.
But I needed this power badly, and I hoped the price I'd have to pay would not be too high. Doubtless there would be a hidden cost. There always was, when dealing with demons. So I put out my hand to make the agreement binding and realized that I had forgotten that it had no arms. But it's head bowed and it's long, long tongue escaped it's mouth and and wrapped around my hand, and shook it in a wet caress that had me gagging.
>> Anonymous
"Where is it then?" I asked.
The demon seamed to smile, its extended tongue questing lewdly through the air. It folded its head toward what I thought was its pelvis and delved it's tongue into a soft hole that I had seen without noticing before. The long tongue swam around inside, searching for something. Then finally it withdrew, clutching a round ball the size of my fist.
Its head came up and offered the slimy egg to me, depositing it in my hand. Then it spoke, slurring because its long tongue had not yet fully retreated inside its mouth. "Kithhsss Ith."
Feeling ill, I brought the ball, still slimy with its birth fluids, to my mouth and lay my lips on it, smelling deeply the musty unhealthy smell that also emanated more faintly from its...mother? The ball opened up unexpectedly, like one of those small bugs I used to play with in the garden that had many legs, but rolled into a ball if provoked...we used to call the rolly pollies. But instead of many legs this one's underside seemed like the foot of a snail. A single slick sucker.
"It goes to your nether regions. Do not worry, it will eat all your bodies secretions and grow strong. An added bonus, don't you think? You shan't need to shit or piss for a month."
I nearly flung the thing a way from me in horror.
>> Anonymous
"Well, it needs nourishment. Hold it to you now, don't be shy. It won't bite."
Feeling ill, and nearly choking on the bile that rose in my throat, I pulled my trousers down awkwardly with one hand and brought slimy thing towards my womanhood. Its chitinous back shifted in my hand as the sucker puckered eagerly towards my flesh. Closing my eyes, as if that would help, I finally brought it against myself. A slight pulling sensation, and I knew it had sealed itself to me.
Then I felt it, the intrusion. I gasped in surprise as part of its soft body thrust itself fully inside me, filling my vaginal channel completely. Another tendril slithered into my arse and expanded up and outward, my anus contracting in surprise. And then both intrusions began to pulse. These were slow, long deep pulses, pushing against the walls of my vaginal canal as it grew and shrunk its appendages. And it undulated against my whole cleft.
A languor seemed to flow into me, starting with my cunt and spreading outward. My knees weakened and I collapsed, my feet still tangled in my trousers and underclothing.This was... The sensations were too intense. Like a mouth that fucked you, a cock that sucked you down inside itself. Something hard rubbed against my clit, small vibrations that had my whole body curling up around my cliterous that was now the center of my universe. My hands reached down, I thought to pull it off me even as small voice warned death but instead they pressed against it, pushed down on it, as I ground myself against the embryonic demon entity that was slowly, relentlessly, bringing me to orgasm.
>> Anonymous
"Yess, yess, let it bind itself to you, let it drink from the fountain of your flesh." The demon mother's voice hissed in my ear, it's putrescent scent overpoweringly close. And then it kissed me, overcome by its own despicable desires and wanting some of what I was giving its young thing. It's tongue slithered and swam in my mouth, filling it entirely, darting even down my throat. I couldn't breath, couldn't see, my mind seemed clouded, and I realized that I was perhaps dying, but still the pleasure of my body grew so that I wanted to moan more than I wanted to breath. Which I did, moaning around the tongue that had invaded my mouth.
Perhaps realizing that it was killing me it finally withdrew and I gasped for precious breath even as the tempo of the beast that fucked me began to increase into its final crescendo. Pulse. It filled me. Pulse. It withdrew. Pulse. Pulse. And ever the relentless sucking, rubbing, vibrating pressure on my clit, if one organ can feel all these sensations at once.
And just when I thought I would die of pleasure if it didn't abate, when I was sure the world ended and began in my cunt, with my mouth wide open as I grunted and drooled and screamed and sobbed; it ended. The beast stilled. The intrusions dissappeared into itself, its undulations stopped entirely. My cunt spasmed reflexively, grabbing for some sensation. I sobbed, wanting completion so bad I thought I'd go insane, my hand scrabbling uselessly against the chitinous back of the creature.
"Please, oh god, please, more, please more, god please." Unmindful of my humiliation, I begged to be fucked.
>> Anonymous
One pulse, one undulation, one moment of pressure against my engorged and sensitive clit and I came, screaming myself hoarse, sensless, drowning in sensation. It throbbed encouragingly, prolonging my climax so that it was a long drawn out thing, wringing every bit of movement and sound I could produce out of me, my cunt flooding with moisture which I felt it sucking into itself greedily. I rode the sensations until I felt I could move no more, every muscle relaxing, the beast agreeably subsiding its motions until it seamed to simply breath against me.
"The compact iss sssealed." The demon hissed. Looking inside myself, I saw that my internal wells of magic were full to brimming, I knew I was powerful enough to bring down a mountain if I so choose, and if I could find the necessary energy to stand up and leave the cave. I nodded, mute. Even now, the beast undulated against me. It was soft, gentle. I looked down at it, feeling almost friendly toward it, this demon who'd brought me so much pleasure. As if in answer, I felt an intrusion swell inside myself.
"No more." I muttered, tapping it firmly.
But it ignored me. Another familiar intrusion into my anus. A stirring against my clit.
"I can't, not again," urgency coloring my voice, but it did not stop. It only began throbbing more insistently. A rhythm began to build and impossibly, I felt myself becoming aroused again.
"No, its too much." I looked at the demonic mother, "Please, how do I get it to stop?"
>> Anonymous
"You can't," the demon said, "It won't."
"It won't... ever?" the last word coming out as a gasp.
"It needs nourishment." The demon smiled, licked tenderly at my face, then slithered away deeper into its cave.
I cried out fearfully, wantonly. I'd feared the madness pain could bring, forgetting the danger of pleasure.
>> Gentleman
F5ing and fapping at the speed of light
>> Anonymous
>>1173939
Glad you enjoyed. It makes me hot to think of people making a mess of themselves over the story I wrote. Fitting too, since I had to stop and masturbate like 3 times while I wrote it.
>> Anonymous
Where's a drawfag when you need one?
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
this was pretty good, i didnt exactly like the ending cause it seems lik eshe will go insane which is never nice, but overall i enjoyed it
>> Anonymous
>>1173948

She deserved it, making a pact with a demon and its spawn.
>> Anonymous
this would have been better drawn, but alright I guess.
>> Eponymous !RYpZ/TNwKk
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Here, because this deserves to be endlessly reposted.
>> Anonymous
hard to fap off to the alphabet....
>> Eponymous !RYpZ/TNwKk
>>1174004
Sucks to be illiterate, doesn't it?
>> Anonymous
No harder than it is to fap off to pixels, I suppose.
>> Anonymous
Author here: I can honestly say I only write because I have no talent at art. If I could draw I would, instead I have to paint with words. Such is life.
>> Anonymous
Damn go get a Drawfag and quick !

This story is fcking hawt ! need a pic at last one where she gets fucked up from everywhere
>> Anonymous
why can't I ever find demons wanting to make that pact with me? :/
>> Eponymous !RYpZ/TNwKk
>>1174019
Well you paint quite well. I've tried my hand at writing a few erotic stories before, not badly if I say so myself. You did a great job choosing descriptive words, really created a consistent vision.
>> Anonymous
>>1174025

I know right? The girls got it all wrong, she should be glad at the thought of constant orgasm for a month.
>> Anonymous
>>1174037

Because even Demons dont hang out at 4chan, only the worst creatures hang out at 4chan ... we do !
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
there's never enough written porn here, i remember about 2 or so weeks ago we had a tentacle thread but it was gone by morning, good stuff too
>> Anonymous
That story was ridiculously sexy! Thanks author!
>> Eponymous !RYpZ/TNwKk
Every once in a while the Amu egg laying stories get reposted here.
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
>>1174049
never read em, any good?
>> Anonymous
>>1174037
oh, no, it'd be terrible! that's why I'd want it to happen to me.
>> Anonymous
>>1174041
My family really likes my writing, but all I've been writing recently is erotica, for instance one of a girl disguised as a boy who gets discovered at an all male frat rush party, and is pissed on and raped and finds herself enjoying it very much, so they accept her as part of their fraternity and she becomes the house hold fuck toy. Its not finished though.

Or another about a dyke who gets a magic dildo that turns into her very own permanent penis which she fucks her girlfriend with. That once not finished yet either.

So I have to tell my family that I haven't been writing anything.
>> /d/'s bitch !!nT04gmT+JwZ
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Got to say, this is some good writing.

I'm not sure if it'll stay though because there are no images... maybe you can throw some into the thread (even unrelated)?
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
actually, i have a few of those tentacle stories saved, i can post em if ya guys want?
>> Anonymous
>>1174057
Author here:
Please!!!
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
>>1174059
okie doke, they are all copypasta just to warn ya
>> Anonymous
>>1174056
If I was on my other computer, I'd post the pics that inspired this. All gotten off /d/ of course, so they'd be reposts.
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
To be surrounded by a wall of writhing flesh, the slick sensation of the meat closing around your arms and legs giving you goosebumps, eager to feel that spine-tingling shiver in your most intimate of intimates, and knowing that it IS going to happen.
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
But the wall doesn't think the same way, instead closing around your chest first. You gasp as the flesh brushes against your nipples, and elicit a small moan as a tongue of meat wraps around your breasts, massaging the sensitive flesh. You look down and see the wall flowing, shifting shape, as two small holes appear, pulsing in time with the rest of the wall. You feel the flesh's weight shift, pushing your chest first forward, and you watch helplessly as one of your pink, puffy areolas gently presses into one of the holes. You feel the meat take hold of it, gently suckling, encasing your engorged nipples with tantalising wetness. A shiver runs through you as the meat at your chest runs across your skin, pulled back and forth, like one giant tongue licking your entire body at once. You can feel the warmth of the wall against your body, and an uncomfortable cool sensation wherever it isn't, including your as yet untouched pussy, already dripping, starved for attention.
>> Anonymous
>>1174057
Do so and be quick about it!
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
It doesn't remain starved for long. A thick shaft of the wall drives into you powerfully, a nine foot tongue licking you deeper and with more enthusiasm than any lover you've ever known, finding and relentlessly teasing your core. The rest of the flesh wall rises to meet it, and your clit is encased in the same warm, wet sensation that's making your arms and legs numb with overstimulation and your nipples painfully erect. You shudder and shake with your first orgasm as the wall begins to thrust in and out of you, followed soon by a second growth pushing its way into your ass.
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
The suction on your tits increases as the pace slows, settling into the already familiar pulse of the wall. Every thrust sends shivers up your spine, as yet another growth settles against your waist. A smaller tendril pushes into your bellybutton, content to swirl around, another orifice it can torture as you're mercilessly toyed with. As you peak a second time, the painful sensation in your nipples suddenly fades, replaced by a warm tingle as you begin to lactate. As you do, you feel a swell throughout the wall as the beast ejaculates, the feeling of which is enough for you to convulse with the pleasure of a third consecutive climax. Through your mind crosses the last conscious though you very well may ever have, as the wall of flesh closes on every inch of your body, from the nape of your neck, to your sensitive flanks, to the peak of your buttcrack: whatever this is is fucking me like I've never been fucked before, and there is absolutely nothing I can do about it.
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
You already can't remember how you came to be here, mercilessly stimulated to completion over and over again, nor can you remember why you tried to remember. All that matters is that you are being well and truly fucked, and it feels like nothing you have every experienced. Something brushes against your lips, and out of instinct you suck it into your mouth, caressing it with your tongue as if you were the wall and this was the woman. Another arc of intense pleasure shoots through you in time with the pulse, immediately followed by another one, faster than you can handle. You feel your whole body shaking uncontrollably to the rhythm that is now your entire world, each muscle jerking and shuddering with climax, each come at perfect pace with the rhythm. You're not so much being fucked by the wall, as you are the wall fucking yourself now, all sense of identity wiped clean with ceaseless and unrelenting climax.

fin
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
ill look for the other 3
>> Anonymous
>>You're not so much being fucked by the wall, as >>you are the wall fucking yourself now, all sense of >>identity wiped clean with ceaseless and unrelenting >>climax.

As a literary fag, this sentence just made my mind orgasm. Thanks for reposting.
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
oh, i found another one but its long as hell, im gonna wait for comfirmation to start
>> Anonymous
>>1174084
POST IT!

Or feel the wrath of anonymous
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
Consciousness returned to Abby in stages. The first thing that occurred to her was that she was the kind of sticky-hot that only mid-summer weather could provide. That thought, however, was quickly annihilated by the realization that her mouth tasted like she had licked the bathroom floor of a particularly rowdy biker bar. Choking on fouled saliva, she wrenched open grainy eyes and struggled into a sitting position.
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
From somewhere that seemed far away, a very familiar voiced cackled. “Sleep well, Ms. Baker?”
Abby scowled, still half unconscious. “Rob, you have exactly thirty seconds to explain why I have woken up on the floor. After that, I’m calling the police.”
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
There was another bout of well-rehearsed crowing laughter before Rob deigned answer her. “Well, Abby, you are the one who signed up for the specialized customer service representative position. Not only have I brought you here to tell you that you have the job, but I’m here to show you your first client!”
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
Abby took a moment to let her eyes adjust to the hostile white neon glow of the overhead lights. She was sitting in a wide, circular concrete pit at least ten feet deep. Standing over her, wearing black robes covered in mystical symbols, was Rob White, legendary HR supervisor. The entire cult-leader image was thoroughly ruined by the collar of his beige polo shirt peeking over the robe’s embroidered neck. That, she thought ruefully, was a pretty good metaphor for why Rob was infamous.
>> Anonymous
>>1174088
Larger sections, goodness. You can post more than a sentence at a time.
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
“But,” Abby paused, wondering if she had missed something, “Why did you need to drug me?”

The toothy grin plastered all over Rob’s face flickered for a moment. “Uh,” he grunted, playing for time, “There will be time for questions later. For now, mortal, tremble before the unveiled might of Tochocious!”
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
Abby had a biting retort ready on her polluted tongue, but she swallowed it when she felt the floor of the pit buckle beneath her. She tried struggle to her feet, but the numbness had yet to flee from them. She had to make due with smoothing the wrinkles out of her sensible blue blouse and putting on her best customer service smile. Desperately, she cast her mind back to what her friend Brad had said about the position that made her apply for it in the first place.

“I can’t tell you exactly what the position is about. Blood oaths and all that,” he had said excitedly, “But it isn’t that hard to do, and it sure pays a hell of a lot better then summoning duty. I’ve been there ever since my girlfriend left me, and I can’t think of a more rewarding position.”
>> Anonymous
>>1174084
Do so, we want it!
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
The concrete in the center of the pit shattered, sending shards of rock pattering down around her. Through the clouds of grey dust, she could just make out the shadow of her client. Bob was doing his best cult leader impression, arms flung skyward and shrieking laughter in a reedy voice.

She looked. Then blinked. Then looked again. Telocious rose up from the broken stone a good twelve feet in the air. Black eyespots winked around the circumference of its trunk just below a bulbous tip that pulsed in a very unnatural manner. The entire effect was reminiscent of a pebbly green penis of oak-like proportions.

The shaft of Tochocious’ torso tilted towards her, revealing a violet, x-shaped gash in the tip. With a slithering wet noise, the titanic foreskin folded back, and a dozen blunt, ropey tentacles unfurled towards her. The smelled of sandalwood and old seawater washed over her as they crowded around her, pushing and prodding at her. She squeaked as one wrapped around her waist and pulled her to her feet. She grasped on to the offending tendril to steady herself and was surprised to find none of the give that was implied by it’s fleshy exterior. It was like a coil of steel cable wrapped in soft and slimy skin. She released the tentacle and winced at the long strings of slime that came away with her grip.
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
“This job had better come with dry-cleaning expenses included, Rob,” She said, looking meaningfully at the robed figure.

Rob seemed to deflate. His carefully practiced cult leader routine obviously hadn’t gotten the reception he felt it deserved. “Yeah, expenses included,” he said, suddenly sounding somewhat awkward, “Well. I guess, I’ll, uh, I’ll leave you to it.” He made a jerky motion with his arm that might have been a wave he decided against halfway through, and promptly backed away from the lip of the pit.

“So,” Abby said into the wriggling mass of tentacles, “You’ll have to excuse me. My name is Abigail Baker and this is my first day on the job as a Special customer service representative. I hope you, uh, bear with me while I learn the ropes.”
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
There was no answer from Tochocious. Abby licked her lips and wondered what to do next. Fortunately, Tochocious seemed to know what to do. Unfortunately for Abby, the great creature didn’t seem too concerned about sharing that information.

The entire mass of tentacles washed over Abby and, for a few long seconds, it felt as if someone had put her in a bag with an armload of pythons and stuck said back in a paint mixer. The ropey appendages slowly settled down as they gained a solid grip on her. Two at her wrists, two behind her shoulders and two more just above her knees. With a fluid yank that felt more like riptide, Abby found herself floating, thoroughly at the great old one’s mercy.
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
“Well. This is… Well.” she said, trying her best to sound calm. She jerked as she felt a warm weight fall across her shoulders. She looked down to see a mottled purple tentacle disappear down the open neck of her blouse. She couldn’t help but giggle as the questing appendage wriggled about, exploring her body. The blunt head poked out from between the buttons above her breasts and dove back in, weaving it’s way through her shirt. Then, with an impressive flourish, it snapped taut, sending a shower of plastic buttons pattering to the floor. Now open, a flood of tentacles rushed over her torso, stroking it in a surprisingly gentle manor. Although assuredly slimy, Abby couldn’t help but admit that the warm, solid caresses felt pretty good. Four of the tentacles split from the rest of the group and forced themselves into her pants.

“Hey now!” Abby cried as they worked their way down. With a single sudden flex, her belt shredded and the button keeping her sensible black slacks up joined the pearly pieces that had her blouse had already shed. The tentacles, after briefly exploring their new surroundings, wrapped themselves around her naked thighs. A fifth tentacle squirmed its way down the back of her pants, traveling down the cleft of her ass to rest squarely against her panty-shielded vulva. “Don’t you think…” she started, trying to ignore the squirming limb rubbing the cotton of her underwear against her crotch, “that this is a little too… intimate for our first meeting? I mean…”
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
Whatever else she was going to say was cut off by a gasp as the tentacles grasping her outer extremities suddenly released her, leaving much of her weight resting squarely on the tentacle grinding against her clitoris. With a deftness belying its fingerless digits, Tochocious stripped the ruined remains of her clothes off of her. It even took the time to gently pull her feet from her shoes and to strip her plain black socks off, dropping them unceremoniously atop the growing pile of slime-coated detritus below her. The tentacles then made their way beneath her underwear, preparing to yank it off her.

“Hey!” Abby yelled, snapping out of her revelry. “Be careful with those! I happen to like them!”

The tentacles flinched back a little before going back to their duty. There was a knot of movement at her back, and suddenly her lacy black bra popped open. She whistled appreciatively. Few enough of her boyfriends could manage that feat, and they had fingers to help them. A limb wrapped itself around her waist as the tentacles around her thighs released her to pluck the garments off her, laying them out neatly on the floor.
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
“That’s better,” she said, feeling somewhat smug that she maintained some level of control even though the great beast had her more or less at its mercy. The feeling lasted about three seconds, which was the length of time it took for the tentacles to bind her back up in an unflattering position. Purple limbs encircled her at ever major joint; Wrists, elbows, shoulders, knees, and ankles. They pulled upwards and together, her knees almost resting against the pale swell of her breasts. Her ass hung down, sex opened for all to see. Abby felt a sudden rush of embarrassment and quickly looked around to see if Rob was still hanging out. Much to her relief, the horse-faced manager was no where to be seen. She looked down at herself, taking stock of her current situation. Between the generous swell of her tits, she could just make out the well-pruned triangle of black hair, currently matted down with juices that, she had to admit, were probably as much hers as the great old one’s. A single tentacle wavered not five inches from her womanhood, now showing delicate veining in black against the violet flesh. From this angle, she could see a very familiar vertical slit on the very tip. Brad’s words drifted back to her, a new awareness lending a different flavor to them.
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
With agonizing slowness, the tendril parted her swollen lips and made its way inside her. She tried to swing her hips forward to force it deeper, but she had no leverage, dangling as she was from a cluster of rippling alien sex organs. So much for control, she thought to herself. She watched as inch after inch of Tochocious’ organ disappeared inside her. Then a ripple of muscle pressed itself against her g-spot, and the image was lost on a tidal swell of pleasure.

Sex with a creature beyond time and space was, she would reflect on later, not at all like sex with a person. Although one would assume such a conclusion was obvious, the differences were more then cosmetic. Although the tentacles were little thicker then the average man’s organ, Abby had never been fucked by a guy who could rub her g-spot with her cock.

However, such thoughts were far from Abby’s mind at the moment, as every writhing pulse of the hot alien tentacle within her set off fireworks behind her eyes. Tochocious, for its part, seemed to know female anatomy fairly well. The penetrating member thrust in and out and up and down and side to side, sometimes all at the same time. Abby’s gasps became more and more ragged as the great old one increased the tempo faster and faster.
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
Her first orgasm came upon her suddenly, the kind that turns what you hoped was a appreciative moan into a window-rattling scream. She jerked against her bonds as the ripples of pleasure bounced off the inside of her skull again and again.

Groggy and still palsied with orgasm aftershocks, Abby found the tentacles rearranging her position, pulling her arms up until she was sitting in midair, arms stretched to the sides and legs folded up in front of her. The tentacle fucking her kept on its merry duty, now unseen but by no means unfelt beneath her.
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
Enjoying the ride, Abby didn’t notice the second tentacle until it butted against her lips, leaving a slimy kiss. She focused her eyes on the shimmering alien appendage hovering in front of her. It tried again, trying to worm its way into her mouth, and this time it met no resistance. While she wasn’t normally in the habit of putting alien organs in her mouth, the tentacle currently swirling around her cunt had put her in a surprisingly adventurous mood. Although she tried her best to bob her head up and down on the tentacle, her limited range of motion meant that it was less her giving Tochocious head and more it fucking her face. The tentacle was actually surprisingly sweet, with just a hint of the spicy salt that it smelled of. It was, she thought wryly, the only pleasant surprise she’d ever gotten from putting someone’s genitals in her mouth.
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
Tochocious was not done with her yet, though. Abby wasn’t surprised when a third tentacle pushed between the cheeks of her ass to rest against the pink bud of her anus. It hadn’t stopped at either of her other holes, so why hesitate now? It wriggled back and forth, massaging her hole and spreading it’s thick lubricating slime generously around it. Abby tried her best to focus on the organ slipping in and out of her mouth and relaxed. Slowly, the alien appendage worked its blunt tip through the tight ring of her asshole. With a gentle pressure that surprised Abby yet again, it worked it’s way slowly up her ass, pausing every few seconds for her to get accustomed to the fullness.
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
The other tentacles had almost ceased their motion, the one in her vagina flickering inside her deliciously lightly. She didn’t stop her ministrations on the one that had selected her mouth to work its lust off in. She bobbed her head up and down on it, working her tongue against the slit on the tip. It was surprisingly accommodating, allowing the tip of her tongue to fit inside it. She was delighted to see that the action elicited a quiver from the entirety of the beast, setting tentacles buzzing around the inside of her hips like the best vibrators ever.
>> Anonymous
This is fucking hillarious. I love it!
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
Apparently satisfied that Abby had gotten used to its ministrations, Tochocious resumed the movement within her. Abby almost choked on the member in her mouth as the tentacles in her ass and in her pussy began to move in perfect counterpoint. However good it felt with just one tentacle inside her, the second increased the feeling exponentially. As the rhythm increased in speed, Abby could see a change coming over the tentacles enwrapping her. Once smooth and mottled, they were now webbed with veins that stood in sharp relief against her skin, black and pulsing with what for Tochocious must have been blood.

Abby must have been quite an image herself, black hair matted with alien slime, tits swinging up and down with every bone-jarring thrust beneath her, the skin between her thighs darkened with arousal and dripping juices onto to the floor in a constant drizzle. Arms and legs bound together and an alien cock in every hole that would accept one.
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
She was adrift on a sea of pleasure, each liquid thrust sending a wave across her consciousness that obliterated the one that came before it. Her arms and legs felt distant, marked only by a vague tingling sensation. Her pussy was a bonfire that spread warmth down her thighs and up into her belly. So bright was the glow of the glow of her sex that she didn’t notice the second tentacle working its way inside her until it was, filling her fuller then she had ever been before. It ached, but swimming in pleasure as she was, that pain was somehow transmuted into something to be savored like a bitter wine beside the sweet cordial of sex.
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
The two tentacles in the dripping mess of her sex curled in on one another thrusting into her like a corkscrew. Within three thrusts Abby was rocked by a truly mind-annihilating orgasm. Her swollen g-spot finally gave way under the attention, yielding a rush of cum that sprayed from the tiny dimple of her pee hole, spattering over the trio of tentacles entrenched inside her and falling nine long feet to the floor, soaking the shredded remnants of her office apparel. She couldn’t scream through the tentacle in her mouth, though she couldn’t stop herself from trying. Suspended, her every movement controlled, her body went haywire, jerking and yanking against the coiled limbs with a force that even the giant Tochocious couldn’t fully suppress. Her mind was a blasted landscape of color and sensation, rocked by bursts of pleasure so powerful and primal that the sense of self was shattered, leaving her nothing more then a rutting animal in Tochocious’ grasp.
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
The violent waves of her orgasm receded only to dovetail seamlessly into a second orgasm, then a third. For a few long minutes, Abby’s life was defined only by a series of dizzying orgasmic peaks and valleys. Eventually, her consciousness surfaced above the storm-wracked seas of her hormone-flooded brain, only to be sucked under seconds later by yet another orgasm. The second time she managed to come back to herself, however, it seemed to stick.

The tentacles binding her were becoming more and more rigid as they flooded with alien blood. It seemed that her gigantic mate was close, as well It seemed that it was time for her own personal secret weapon. It had taken her ages to perfect, but she had yet to find the man who could survive it. Abby took a deep breath and swallowed the tentacle whole.
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
There was a second of stillness when she felt all of Tochocious’ myriad limbs swelled with sudden anticipation. Apparently, that had been enough. With a bellow that shook the walls and set the hanging lights swinging in their sockets, the great old one began to cum. All as one, the tentacles pulsed, sending a thick wad that she could feel passing between her lips down her throat, squirting right into her stomach. At the same time, she felt the organs buried inside her pulse in time. Her stomach cramped slightly as great ropes of alien semen filled her colon and then up into her guts. Her vagina, not designed to contain so much, leaked white streamers that made her personal addition to the pool of juices beneath her seem like a drop in the bucket. The tentacles enwrapping her limbs sprayed three-foot fountains of semen in whatever direction they were currently facing, while the ones that were not bound up in supporting her turned towards her, hosing down her chest with jets of hot seed. Abby was more then a little amused that even a creature beyond the reach of Euclidean geometry was somewhat predictable. They always wanted to jizz on her tits.
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
Gently, Tochocious set her down on the ground, tentacles slipping from her body with a liquid ease. As the one in her mouth popped free, Abby was disappointed to find that alien semen tasted just like the mundane equivalent, filling her mouth with a bitter bleach taste. The nest of wriggling tendrils shrank back, the pebbly foreskin irising shut around them. The entire phallic structure of Tochocious’ body seemed to shrink in on itself, the tip even starting to wilt towards the ground. The entire thing was so familiar Abby couldn’t help laughing. Still giggling to herself, she settled back in the pool of sticky fluid, waiting for her breathing to slow and her heartbeat to settle. Both her ass and pussy burned dully with the promise of aching in the morning, but it couldn’t break up the sensual cloud of what must have been over a dozen orgasms. She rose slowly to her feet, the movement provoking a rush of semen to flow down her legs. Fighting treacherous footing and numb extremities the whole way, she staggered carefully over to sit beside her giant lover. She reached a hand out, stroking the rough outer hide, and met its ageless gaze.
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
“So. When can you do that again?”
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
Three hours and one very long shower later, Abby sat in the gigantic office of Ms. Grey, one of HWS’ upper-level managers. She sat quietly in the plush visitor’s chair, shifting uncomfortably in the HWS-emblazoned sweat suit that had been waiting for her after her shower. She felt used up, wrung out, and very, very satisfied. But still, sitting in the office of one of the highest authorities in the company filled her with discomfort. And that was ignoring the fact that Ms. Grey had held the position for 247 consecutive years.

For her part, Ms. Grey seemed to be relaxed. The office had closed an hour ago, and the sun was setting on the horizon behind her, lending the entire scene a warm glow through the full-length windows. Finishing the last of her paperwork for the day, Ms. Grey looked up, meeting Abby’s gaze for the first time with colorless eyes.
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
“So, Abby, do you know why you are here?” She asked in a buttery rich voice.

“I can only imagine it is because of my, ah, work today?” Abby ventured, turning the answer into an unsure question at the end.

“Yes indeed, it is. We received a glowing letter of recommendation from Tochocious spelled out in the soothsayer’s department not ten minutes after you finished, my dear. That is very rare, especially for someone on their first day,” Ms. Grey continued with a quiet smile. She tented scarlet-nailed fingers together in front of her as she spoke.

“Especially considering the fact that I didn’t get any training or, you know, a job description, or anything,” Abby replied in a sweetly pointed voice. Thinking better of her tone, she added, “not that that is your fault, ma’am.”
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
“Yes, well…” Ms. Grey paused to clear her throat, “you must forgive Mr. White. He has an… overdeveloped sense of tradition. It is what has kept him in middle management for so long, to be honest. But he is very good at doing his job, Abby. He would not have thrown you to the proverbial sharks if he did not think you could handle it.”

“I find his faith in me slightly surprising, to be honest,” Abby said, still not entirely sure she should let the skinny jerk off the hook yet.

Ms. Grey’s smile flickered a little. “Yes. Well, actually it is not so much faith as an extraordinary ability to interpret certain signs.”

“There’s a star in my destiny that foretells my… job aptitude?”

“Three stars, actually. It turns out that the elder being who set the stars in place to record fate wanted to make sure that one’s, ah, aptitude with supernatural beings was very easy to figure out.”

The silence that followed was both long and awkward.

fin
>> TheWriter
>>1174063
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>>1174071
Good to see people are sharing my stuff around.
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
>>1174126
its good stuff, if it was crap i don't think the /d/eviants would keep with such fond memories, lol
>> TheAuthor
Hey, anyone want me to post another erotic story? Its bondage and slave, not tentacle though.
>> shmifty5 !!8wP9lUPEIOL
>>1174131
feel free, im not much for bondage but alot of /d/ seems to like it
>> TheAuthor
>>1174126
I like your style. Do you keep your work on a particular website?
>> TheAuthor
>>1174133
Actually, humilation, not bondage. Doy. Alright, I wrote this one to my online Master a couple of months ago.
>> TheAuthor
Just as I lay down last night to do as Damon told me and fantasize about the thinnest of needles being crisscrossed through my nipples, I heard a rapping on my window. I got up, pulling a blanket around me to cover the fact that I was only in my boxers. There was a man, looking in my window. I nearly yelled in fright. But I knew instinctually that it was Damon. How had he gotten here? No plane went that fast. And how did he know where I lived? But these questions were nothing in the face of the fact that I had been thinking about him, and here he was. I let the blanket slip, and saw him smile. Then I pulled open the window. He reached through and cupped my breast with his hand. "They are big", he said. I shrugged. Then he grabbed my right nipple and twisted it sharply. This nipple was already bruised from the clamps I had attached earlier and I felt this sharp pain all the way down to my cunt. My breath hitched and I bit back a yell.
"Get your stuff" was all he told me, and walked back to wait in his car.

I rooted around for a clean shirt and found one. I grabbed my binders but didn't put them on, just stuck them in a backpack. I also grabbed the black duct tape that had a permanent place beside my bed, and the small box of binder clamps that stays inside my drawer. An unused pack of condoms was in there as well, as well as a small bottle of lube. It always pays to be prepared so I took three condoms and the lube and put them in my pack as well.
>> Anonymous
This is so weird. Reading stories like these makes me sad, because I know that, if I manage to fuck a girl some day (which is a huge IF, mind you), I'll never be able to make her feel something like this.
>> TheAuthor
I was putting on my black Levi's 501 Button Fly jeans, when I changed my mind. I pulled off my boxers. I reached into a nondescript card board box and brought up a tangle of leather and silicone. I stepped through one strap, pulled the belt around my waist, and buckled it to another strap. After adjusting the two straps that between my legs so that they framed my buttocks and left my cunt uncovered, I pulled my pants back on. I tucked my cock down my left pant leg. It left a silhouette that was easily to see and I stroked it lightly through the denim, like a favorite pet. My boxers were left in the middle of my bed. I grabbed my wallet and put it in my back pocket. I put on my glasses and left the house.

I climbed into the front passenger seat of his car. What was I doing, getting into the car of a man of whom I knew almost nothing? What's more, a man who seemed to have the power of instantaneous transatlantic travel. I began babbling; in my nervousness I couldn't seem to stop talking. After a particularly inane comment about the tourist attractions of my home town, he looked at me, and said, not particularly unkindly, "Shut up, boy."
>> TheAuthor
After that we drove in silence. We arrived at a Holiday Inn. Damon paid for our rooms as I stood nervously behind him. I felt like our purpose was imprinted on my head like a tattoo, but the clerk looked tired, and if she had any thoughts, she didn't let them show. Damon picked up our key cards and we walked to the elevator. Pretty soon we were standing in front of a door. Damon held the key card in his hand.

"Strip, boy."

I looked around. We were in the middle of a lighted hallway. Anybody coming in or out could see us.

"But.."

"Are you going to do it, or not?" Damon asked. His voice was pleasant, not commanding or irritated. He just wanted to know. I steeled my nerves and pulled off my shirt in one quick motion. He'd seen my breasts before, hadn't he, so...
>> TheAuthor
My hands went to my pants and began fiddling with the top button. It seemed stuck, and for an irrational moment, I thought I would be stuck in my pants. Then the button came undone. The other buttons were quicker. After the last, my cock sprung straight out of my pants. It had been bent and straining against my pants the whole drive, and seemed relieved to have a chance to breath.

Damon was actually surprised, but pleased. He must not have noticed it had been there. He told me to turn around, which I did, slowly. Then he saw my tattoo. He kneeled down behind me, and took hold of me leg to inspect it. "Very nice, he said, "very realistic."

He traced the scorpion's tail lightly with his finger and I felt the muscles in my leg react to the sensation. Nobody had come into the hallway yet, but ever moment I stood there, I knew we were testing our luck.

Finally, I couldn't stand it. "Can we go inside now? Please sir," I asked, awkwardly speaking to the wall since he still held my leg.
>> TheAuthor
He stood up abruptly.
"Quit whining," he said, spanking me lightly on my right butt cheek. He picked up my clothes and my back back. Using his key card, he unlocked the door and walked through. I was about to follow when the door shut upruptly in my face, leaving me alone in the blessedly empty hallway, naked except for my harness and the black silicon boner it held firmly to my pubic bone. He even had my wallet and ID.

Shit shit shit.

He couldn't leave me alone out here. I knocked on the door, lightly, not wanting to wake anyone up. Nothing happened. This wasn't funny.

I knocked harder. And still nothing happened. "Shit, shit, shit," I hissed it out loud. Finally I sat down and curled up beside the door.
>> TheAuthor
When the door finally opened, I fell into the room, since I had been leaning on the door.

"I'm sorry I left you out there, I had to take a piss," he said, smirking with just the corner of his mouth.

"I'm sorry I whined," I said, from my position on the floor.

"Good," he said, "Then open the window curtains and turn on all the lights."

Biting my lip against any retorts, I did as he asked.
>> Anonymous
>>1173924

I hate people who actually write out "arse."