Poor Tallulah. She finally got away from her sadistic master, but now she's trapped in a spaceship escape pod with a hunky orange alien and his four tentacles. He has a very good reason to want sex, but will she believe him?
Contains a former sex-slave's first orgasm, double-tentacle-penetration and ejaculating suckers.
This short story is roughly 5,000 words long and is not intended for readers under the age of eighteen.
Her hand moved higher, tracing the line of his muscles. He was so big and firm.
Why do you want to kiss me?
"So I can work out what to do." She reached up for his face and stroked her hand around to the back of his neck. Pulling him down towards her face, she pursed her lips and drew him in.
His tentacles lashed through the air and fastened themselves around her. He lifted her off her feet and her eyes closed by some instinct she didn't understand. The lips that swept down on Tallulah's were soft and warm. She breathed in his acrid scent and melted into his limbs.
Fin was gentle with her, but she could feel an edge of desperation in the way that his lips moved over hers. It made her remember why they'd started this. She could save him. It wouldn't be like those other times - this would be her choice.
She opened her mouth to taste him and he loosened his hold on her. Slipping her other arm out of his coils of muscle, she reached up to stroke his face and he shuddered. For the first time in her life, she was in a man's arms and she didn't want to run away. Her heart beat faster and she kissed him harder. His tentacles undulated around her, the suckers pulling gently at her clothes.
"Make love to me, Fin." She'd spent so long wondering what it would be like to be willingly intimate with a man.
The nimble tips of his tentacles slid around the zip at the front of her jumpsuit and pulled it down. Then all four of his extra limbs tugged at her clothes until they slid down her torso. She was naked underneath. As he dragged her outfit down over her legs, she felt a strange moisture between her legs. It throbbed there the way it sometimes did after a good dream. Was this arousal?
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Published August 16, 2012
by French Letters Press.
Erotica, Literature & Fiction, Science Fiction & Fantasy.