tentacle love 🦑
A thick length of suckers attached itself to my thigh. A slow penetrative rhythm began inside my cunt as its cold flesh worked its insistent way into me.
excerpt from my ‘Bracer Wars’ sci-fi novella (in progress)
I was barely awake when I felt the slithering movement along the base of my throat. The tentacle unfurled gently, tenderly. It slipped along my skin, found my open mouth and without pause, slipped between my lips.
It offered a gentle, exploratory push right into my mouth.
The tentacle was salty. It tasted like the thousand tears I had shed after Kai had left me. It was ocean itself, feeding me brine and making me better.
I sucked, hard, upon its length. I felt it stiffen and flicker against my tongue. It liked that.
