Fucking the Tentacle Man by Zachery White
A Tentacle Sex Story

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Synopsis

Every 28 days Ravi's arms and legs turn into a group of oozing tentacles. No one knows why; not even the doctors. When his doctor comes in to get a sample of his tentacles' secretions, she's met with something much more than she bargained for; steaming hot tentacle sex.

Warning: This story contains tentacles, tentacles, and more tentacles. Did we mention the steaming hot tentacle sex scene? Read at your own risk. For adults only.

Excerpt:
Gretchen had always loved giving head and she wondered if she just associated the feeling of the tentacle in her throat with the pleasure she gets from sucking ****. Is it because it reminds me of a ****? Is it the warm ooze? She wondered why she liked the feeling so much.

With a grunt, the Tentacle Man withdrew his tentacle from her throat, leaving only remnants of ooze behind. Within seconds, Gretchen was able to move again. “What.. What happened? What did you do to me? Why couldn’t I move?” She asked a lot of questions with little time for anyone to actually answer.

“Sit,” said the Tentacle Man. He stood up, telling her to sit on his bed. Two tentacles guided her to the bed helping her sit down. “Lay,” he said. Gretchen laid down. She was unsure why she was listening to him, but she couldn’t help but feel safe. Maybe it was because of the warmth that he sent into her body or maybe it was because she was still aroused from having the tentacle in her throat.

Tentacle Man subdued her arms and legs by tying them to the bed with his sheet. Gretchen laid there helpless, although deep down inside she didn’t want to move. A tentacle reached out toward her mouth and caressed it. It felt similar to a woman’s hand as it touched her. A woman’s hand that she longed to have inside of her mouth. Gretchen opened her mouth and allowed the tentacle monster to enter once again The warm feeling took over her body for a second time. She squirmed in the bed, unable to move by the sheets tied around her wrists and ankles.

The feeling of the suckers running up and down her esophagus made her **** gush. Another tentacle came forward and unbuttoned Gretchen’s lab coat. Under it she was wearing a silk blouse that accentuated her beautiful breasts. This would be the first time that Ravi the Tentacle Man had seen a woman’s breasts in nearly a decade. The nimble tentacle acted much like a hand, unbuttoning each button on her blouse, allowing her breasts to spill out of the top, tickling her nipples as they ran against the silk fabric. She laid, helpless, aroused, and with a tentacle preventing her from speaking. Only moans escaped from her vocal chords; moans that were clearly of pleasure and not of fear.
 

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Published August 4, 2012 11 pages
Genres: Erotica, Literature & Fiction. Fiction

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