Well, there were no expectations to ever return to normal hence being disappointed was lost on the girl. She'd have to make the best out of her current position in the vastness of space, one way or another. At least she was free to use the curse which plagued her mouth however she pleased though seeing Aegir move in had the short human pilot freeze in place for a moment, eyes dipping to his finger then back up with a mildly puzzled expression.

After receiving an initial touch and prompting her lips to part there was nothing to deny him access to these unusual erogenous zones her mouth consisted of. Superb heat spread throughout each area he touched upon, much to her contentment as near silent purrs escaped the surprised blonde. Saliva rolled off Phoebe's sensitive tongue with that newfound sensation. She could feel her tongue shudder at the slightest amount of friction which in turn delivered jolts of erotic warmth directly to her core. She did her best to keep the needy muscle in check yet these psychic touches were all too alluring to resist.

Squirming beneath this solid yet unseen force had been downright delicious to the senses. Deft, daring licks let her gaze grow dull and distant for with each touch her now feverishly quivering tongue craved more. She wasn't hooked on sex despite her most recent profession yet there was no denying how good it felt to have something in her mouth. She'd have gotten off on a lollipop given enough time except everything in the world functioned as a tingly pleasure inducing treat and there was nothing she could do about it.

She did refrain from going any further before long although he initiated the scenario Phoebe had to back out of. Still, it once again exposed how easy it'd be to manipulate her senses. If a passionate kiss could set you off over a certain period of time, there'd be little need for extravagance when it came to choosing proper toys for the matter at hand. She had the gift of pleasant company which should be more than enough for a long time to come.

Though a word from the lovely petite woman could've encouraged him to remove this invisible force she wasn't going to force it. Aegir got her out of a life of slavery and nothing could ever make up for that, even if the creature towering above her wouldn't have any of it. "It'll be easy to take care of in other ways. Surely a speck of some hands on experience won't hurt anyone." She couldn't really smile in her current state though she mimicked the expression regardless. "It's alright if you can't do anything else about it. It's still better than being forced to use it all day."

"Unless Fafner's after me I won't let it happen again. I was supposed to join him on his travels, so at least he's bound to notice I've gotten away somehow." She briefly recalled their time together, then the planet itself and those fateful events leading up to now. Phoebe flicked her eyes up at the whites of his before long. "You're not worried about him, right? With the stone circles and all still being back there. One of the other slaves once told me he's been using some sort of plant that dulls his psychic abilities so I guess there's no reason for you to be concerned after all."

He could sense the humor in her thoughts and had not ceased. His hands reached down sliding against her sides before addressing her latest concerns.

It is a big galaxy. Fafner will be after you but he himself won't pursue you. If anything you will have to deal with his minions but any contact with him will be incidental. It may not be for months or years before he learns of your escape so it should be quiet for a bit. Bounty hunters may be employed as well but if you manage to stay off his radar for a bit I'm sure he'll lose interest.

Fafner cannot challenge me. Well, in a race he would beat me given that drug he uses. He is a copy of me, a child and while he will eventually reach my potential by the time he does I will have improved much more. He will forever be chasing me. That drug makes him even weaker, not that I need be concerned with anything other then his telekinesis.

He will learn I was there. The standing stones alone will tell him that one of our kind was there and not one of them would have bothered with a slave of his save for me. I am a bit of an anomaly among my kind. Fafner, while crueler due to not having the same experiences I have had has been influenced by me and is not as bad as he would have otherwise turned out. If you ignore that homicidal urge he has to kill me but that is genetic.

He did not seem concerned with it as he assisted her out of her top. That force still pressing into her mouth playing with her tongue without interruption even as he brought that garment over her head. Changing her senses had been easy dulling any discomfort to her fingers should she use them or move them in such a way she was reminded about her injuries.

Positioning her into a sitting position he began on her bra removing it and letting his hands explore those orbs. Thumbs rubbed against her nipples while a tentacle worked it's way up her skirt creeping beneath her panties, swiping itself over her sex in slow motions.

At the moment you do not have to worry about Fafner. Squeezing those tits, pressing them together, that tentacle began to press inside her nice and slow barely doing so as the sped of that force in her mouth steadily picked up in an effort to get her even more aroused before that tentacle would advance further within her.

Soon after giving up on toying with that unseen force Phoebe was back at it again. She indulged, unable to keep herself at bay once it became clear he had no interest in abandoning her blessings quite yet. She let the eager muscle squirm beneath it at a rapid pace before dragging over the surface with slow, elongated licks as it attempted to curl around this strange object from countless angles, anything to tease every sensitive spot upon her tongue.

Soft stimulating purrs developed into more feverish moans, the notion they weren't going to finish anytime soon spurring her on to fully savor the moment at hand rather than have it slip away. She was topless in little time, revealing fair albeit unblemished skin that was smooth to his touch. Shudders washed over her at his damp touch, an effect of his more aquatic nature no doubt though everything about this felt absolutely divine.

What cool air once washed over these petite breasts had been replaced with the warmth of his hands. She'd raised hers to mask his, to track his movements with a gentle squeeze as if to further drive her desire in his mind. Toying with those pulsing pink nubs had them harden beneath his touch, twisting mere moans into muffled squeals whilst her body succumbed to the pleasure.

A lone tentacle lapped against her quivering sex and encountered the ever rising heat and moisture radiating off that treasured entrance before dipping into the same precious tightness. Seeing to the writhing bulge stretching out her panties beneath that skirt revealed its thrusting prowess, a deliberately calm and fulfilling pace which aimed to drive it deeper into the velvety chalice. It squeezed down on the invader of warm, mauve flesh, her every strong muscle filling it with the excited beat of her heart and a friction that'd encourage a man to return in other ways.

"Let's not talk about him anymore .. Just give it to me." She could barely muster much of a thought given how intense things became within moments though Fafner would be no concern of hers for the time being. Though there was always pleasure involved back then he couldn't hold a candle to his father in more ways than one.

Perhaps being free again made for a purer experience overall. She could feel her hips rise and gyrate against the appendage drilling into her depths, eager to receive it time and time again whilst sweet nectar proceeded to drench her panties little by little. Phoebe craved this and hazy eyes once focused on him began to flutter shut as his exploration of her shapely young body continued.

She quietly told herself giving in wouldn't make her a slut and in a sense he was the hero of her story, at least one of them and of the most recent chapters anyway. She'd embrace the sensations with open arms as she held onto him, letting her head dip back with a deeper, more passionate moan as the thrill of being with such a partner slowly sent her mind reeling.

As you wish. Dismissing talk about Fafner Aegir continued. Her surface thoughts had been easy to read at this stage. He could also feel the same effects that she had,particularly that tongue that he teased which spiked her reactions only prompting him to play with it more.

Knowing that not many beings took their time lately Aegir had no problem taking it slower. The more her body responded the more of that tentacle squeezed back inside her tight body pressing her down against the bed as he slowly pushed into her.

The more her body responded the more he gave her but kept that pace slow. That tentacle contracted then expanded causing it to pulse inside her at a slow rate. Not that she had tried but her hands were incapable of removing his as he played with those breasts. His thumbs circled her nipples clockwise then counter clockwise.

While he played another two tentacles joined in the fray. One drawing down those soaked panties part way prevented from there full removal due to the tentacle already working inside her. The third tentacle found then rubbed her clit in small circles.

In no hurry Aegir allowed her to release before those tentacles withdrew from her. The pressure in her mouth ceased but he was not done with her. Once more like that creature in the pyramid she felt the invisible force draw her up, first into a sitting position than up off the bed until she was standing or would have been if her feet had been touching the floor. She was moved away from the bed by his will, a tentacle working up her skirt to remove her panties the remainder of the way.

An actual tentacle lifted to her lips pressing inside. Mouth tendrils worked around a breast as he sucked on one, his tongue cascading around her nipple as his hands grabbed her ass squeezing it as tentacles crept up her legs drawing them apart for a fourth tentacle to have easier access to her sex rubbing against that slit before teasing her clit once again.

Then tentacles five joined in playing with her slit while the one in her mouth had been replaced and the original one moved beneath that skirt to angle itself against her backdoor. He gave her a moment prior to both tentacles penetrating her one after the other as he took her at a leisurely rate. Pressing between the two as they moved deeper inside her with each thrust.

Somewhere deep within that writhing mass of mauve flesh, Phoebe disregarded whatever troubles haunted her in the recent past and those yet to come couldn't compare to the thrill of the moment. She'd become prey caught between three fronts and each appendage pressed inside her with the same ever delicious precision. Stealing over the curvatures of her rear rewarded him with a rich blend of softness and continuous spikes of excitement in Phoebe's mind. She let out muffled groans at the feel of it, the tingling bliss of his exploration back there before one fleshy invader sank between those cushiony cheeks.

She cast one last leering glance upon the telepath before her eyes fluttered shut amongst wave upon wave of pleasure. Phoebe's head dipped back, permitting the one tendril occupying her lips to prey further upon her altered senses. Sensations comparable only to the divine forced her hips to succumb to rhythmic grinding which perfectly complimented his slow moving tentacles and their every descent into his eager companion.

Though he had many women before, there was no denying how these months of captivity raised her appeal to potential lovers once he'd plunged into depths which hugged every invader with a long lost lover's passion once again. Slippery warmth folded around his appendages with each advance and relaxed as soon as their retreat began, tending to the prospect of taking her for real where such actions would only encourage every return to her quivering core.

A hand reached up to gently trace the bottom of the tentacle claiming her mouth in the sweetest fashion if only to convey her fondness of such deeds. Another fell to the telepath's features where fingertips graze the alien limbs surrounding his mouth before setting down lower still, effectively sweeping over her drenched nether lips to invite that questing tendril deeper inside by peeling her sex apart ever so slightly, somewhat guiding the invader upwards with each thrust as if to let it drag across her engorged clit alongside its brethren time and time again.

All the while, those hardened peaks pulsed with each excited beat of her heart. His tongue tended to the hot, throbbing nub, the other jutting unattended for now though each thrust into her had the perky mound bounce ever so delightfully. The cooler air teased the heated flesh, enough to harden their peaks to the limit as events played out and no one intended to intervene.

That tentacle did drive deeper into her as she encouraged it. Her body responding nicely knowing when to tighten and when to relax as he slipped out of her. As one tentacle pressed in another was pulling out causing her to alternate said control but she had been well trained at doing such these past months.

The tentacle in her mouth had not been timed to the others. What he found interesting was the lack of a need to alter her arousal levels. The chemicals in her brain responded in much the same way as if he had altered them due to that tongue and while he could have suppressed the effect there was no need.

Slowly he came at her building up depth with no speed. Each tentacle taking a fair amount of her flesh but each remaining within her limits. The one in her pussy went just a little bit deeper, testing just how much she could handle.

He had already know but prepared her never the less for what he had in mind. His tentacle and mouth tendril feeling cool to the touch, his white eyes glanced at her prior to switching breasts and teasing the second in much the same way as he had with the first only now the tentacle playing with her clit sped up.

Tentacles in her pussy and ass sped up just a tad and he kept at it until she came. His tentacles all but tireless he drew out of her then. A hand smoothing down her body cupping a breast before directing her frame mentally drifting her body to the floor.

Take off the skirt, it would only hinder her in getting her legs further apart and once the material had been out of the way he slithered forth. Tentacles wrapping around her calves as he spread her legs apart. His trio of cocks extended from out beneath those tentacles, the central one quite large and it had been that one that made contact with her sex, rubbing against it before the head was aligned against her, there was a pause then it pushed inside those tight confines.

Slowly he delved within her filling her to such a point were her belly bulged to to his size and depth. When he was content he stopped, hands reaching down to cup and play with those breasts before extracting himself part way only to soon press back within her repeating the slow process time and time again.

More soft skin had been revealed by discarding her last pieces of clothing. Every piece of hers was calling for him. An eager tongue danced over her lips with the removal of his tentacle for the liberated young woman never ceased salivating at the sensations that were yet to come. She had cravings and there was no need to hide them. Phoebe's sex drooled over the telepath ever since he began preparing her for these highlights, and her swollen albeit tender bud itched for the likes of him to press back inside these trained depths.

In spite of having seen and felt him inside her before, those shimmering green eyes widened in surprise, then flicked up to his once more. It didn't make him any less imposing, not to mention impressive, with an asset which could easily drive fear of being split apart into women and envy for greater assets into men. She was no stranger to it yet when the tip lapped against the drooling entrance to her depths, there was no denying the tension that washed over her.

Phoebe latched on to broad mauve shoulders and squeezed them firmly, nails biting into his flesh though he could feel her struggling to muster a lone thought when that monstrous phallus invaded and causing harm was never her intention. She tensed and relaxed uncontrollably in her entirety, equally fighting and encouraging his advances when he encountered as much resistance within her as he met ever inviting warmth and friction. An endearing grimace of overwhelming desire and tension stole over her features whilst Phoebe held onto him with bated breath until her head dipped back at the peak of his descent.

All that backed up tension came undone through one deep, lust imbued groan that'd have been impossible to dismiss from all adjacent rooms. She then gasped for air, having held it in for so long her body finally had time to adapt. His manhood visibly stretched her out, but looks were hardly as appealing as sensations when her gaze fell back down onto her bulging belly. She could feel his excitement with each erotic pulsation radiating off his scalding hot ember, her own being unleashed in the form of heated breaths and clenching folds drowning his senses in a flood of warm nectar and friction.

When Aegir began moving once more, no comparisons could be made as to the sheer number of sweet spots that blessed shaft's texture rubbed against. Her mind went blank almost entirely. Slow and surgical he'd conquered his shapely companion who could do nothing but experience his every inch, the sheer clarity of his every movement stretching her out to the limit and tending to delicate spots she wouldn't even know she had if he were any lesser man. It was as intoxicating as it was numbing her senses to everything but him this very moment.

She'd lose herself again to that precious cock in little time. Resistance was futile. Her body throbbed all over. Soft, heaving breasts engorged with blood and tingled beneath his every touch. Deep down she was even more excited, a state of mind relayed by the firm cherry peaks which pulsed in the same greedy rhythm as her clenching chalice. She loved it and couldn't care to hide even the slightest hint of glee which graced her flushed features for the duration of their union.

Slow and steady he moved within her. There were other tricks that made that task unnecessary but he enjoyed filling and emptying her again and again, the way her belly bulged each time in the process. While he could dull pain or even make it nonexistent for a time he did not do such. For starters he took it slow and she had the experience in dealing with large members in the past so he knew he would not brake her, unless he tried doing just that and he had no intentions of doing so.

Playing with those breasts he delight in each tight squeeze of her diminutive body. Her fingers hardly distracted him from the task at hand while his body reacted in ways that she may not have expected.

Those smaller members snaked up beneath her as cheeks feeling more then tentacles. They entangled together thickening themselves out prior to place themselves at her back door. Each long and thin by itself as he stretched them out so that they were larger then the central member now in order to reach their mark.

Waiting for a time when he was pulling out of her he advanced the duo cocks into her rear. When they pulled out he pressed into her pussy again. Either way she had not been full enough and soon a tentacle began play with her lips before again filling her mouth spending more time focused on playing with that tongue as if she had been french kissed.

Another tentacle lifted up to nudge against her clit, rubbing it again and again in soft strokes as he attacked her on every front. Groans escaping him, since he was tapped into her sensations as well as experiencing his own he had twice the backlash but that had not effected his performance any.

His pace increased just a tad, judging just how much she could take before increasing it again slightly slowly accelerating but never going beyond a mediocre pace, at least not yet.

Nothing of the sort had ever happened to her, not with one man and one many only. She touched and explored, hugged him both inside and out, but ultimately her actions were a mere silent expression of gratitude when he consumed her in this heavenly shroud of bliss. He touched something deep inside her, over and over in his quest to overwhelm his petite blonde lover. The swarm of tentacles around her made Phoebe feel lost and helpless, if not irritated by most futile efforts to track which appendage had been responsible for which mind blowing pleasure cast unto her shuddering frame.

Steady counterthrusts returned the mammoth phallus to its warm, nectar drenched home as much as they helped it ease out of her for an ever gratifying return. Solely the walls bore mute metallic witness to their united bodies' slow albeit passionate movements though his latest feat brought her hazy eyes down on an unseen participant, the very thought filling her with further surprise and desire in equal measure until his remaining twin members sank into the narrow pathway between these deliciously plush cheeks of hers.

"This is too good .." The words were a mere echo in the back of her mind, a distant reminder of her presence in the corporeal realm considering how Aegir's every move drove her closer and closer to heaven. "I-I can't even think straight!"

Sweat covered her brow. She felt hot, and every thrust sent her mind reeling. Serpents of mauve flesh traced upon her entirety, hitting her sensitive spots with relentless abandon. His groans merely added fuel to the blazing fires of lust which reigned over her now, even more so when Phoebe had been trained to love the act regardless of who or what she was meant to entertain. But, as time went on he'd begin to realize just how much she was enjoying herself in his care.

She was practically on edge and holding back. Phoebe held on for as long as she could, unwilling to succumb while her savior had not yet reached that point, but there was only so much she could do. Her moans came quicker, along with enhanced pressure on his shoulders as the shapely young woman struggled to endure. Soon, with eyes rolling back into her skull from one moment to the next, an ecstatic albeit muffled scream pierced the scene and sent her head shooting to the ceiling whilst her back arched under the sheer unrelenting tension of all this backed up pleasure being unleashed right then and there.

Warm nectar washed out against the hot throbbing shaft encased within her depths, every stretch of which folded about him like a clenched fist. She rode each wave of her latest release with youthful exuberance, never quite giving up on offering Aegir a little bit more until her body could no longer sustain a pace of any kind. Phoebe could barely keep up as it was. Staggered breaths clashed with feverish moans in the throes of passion. Muscles grew tense and relaxed in chaotic rhythms which were impossible to control and reflexively bucking hips only brought more of the same wondrous erotic pulsations. She'd match him for a time, certainly not too long though the girl did everything in her power to last as long as she could after this initial release in hopes of bringing the same unadulterated pleasure to him for spoiling her with such attention in the first place.

Sensing what had been on her mind he continued doing what he had thus far attacking all these locations at once. It had not mattered to him when she became undone, the feel of her velvety folds surrounded him so tightly as if attempting to shut him out from paradise.

Of course she could not eject her from those depths and he kept on pace despite her efforts and desires to last as long as he. Rather then increasing the pace he kept that same relentless pace going at her petite body for a time.

While she had been reaching her limits Aegir noted this boosting her resolve every so often with a surge of adrenaline. He could not keep doing that, not without eventually inflicting harm but it was long enough.

Accomplishing what he was after he allowed her to last long enough to feel that molten seed inject into her. A groan punctuated the intense feeling as he flooded her pussy and ass. Seconds later the tentacle in her mouth drew back and out.

Holding her in place while he was still corked deep inside her she would feel his members throbbing within her as her belly bloated even more as she was filled up with cum some of which spilled out of her as he lift her off that scepter only to lay her back on the bed.

That was something I was looking forward to since our first encounter.

A finger traced over a nipple swirling it beneath it's touch while a tentacle tip did the same with her clit for a few more minutes. Sadly a deal is a deal, otherwise I may have simply kept you in some fashion. For now bask in your freedom and recover your strength little one I am sure there will be numerous trials ahead for you.

His touch left her nipple and it appeared as if he was going to depart unless she stopped him. He did delay long enough to trace her lips with a finger rather slowly as he considered something briefly.

"Gawd!" An eruption of molten, bubbly heat fused with the ever expanding and contracting members inside her, their continuous hot throbs clouding her senses further when their thick goopy blessings filled her up to and beyond natural limits. Sensual moans complimented his strange alien sounds of pleasure until the very last moment. A faint gasp joined the others when he drew out of these wondrous folds. The bed was a mass with his essence seeping out from her pleasantly shimmering body though Phoebe hardly cared about any of that.

A lone arm settled upon fluttering eyelids in the aftermaths of release as if to shield them from whatever light had been around them now. The other left him and graced the bridge between that smooth stomach and heaving breasts whose peaks had yet to diminish in luscious stiffness. Even now, her insides trembled with delight. Succumbing to the telepath had been as intense an experience as it could probably be. If she'd known what to expect, she would've looked forward to it as well.

She was teased all the same. Short golden bangs may have tried hiding her bliss yet there were no secrets when it came to the entity towering beside her bed. Eyes gazed at him from beneath the hood provided by her arm, always longing, always yearning. After going through all that, speaking up had been as difficult as it pleasured her altered senses. "I-I'm .. Ah! I'm glad we had a deal."

As much as such pleasure could be addictive to the likes of her, Phoebe wouldn't choose slavery over anything else, not again. She realized his powers allowed him to twist and bend her desires if he truly desired, to enslave her without having to break her, which was more than enough to make her appreciate the fact he didn't do anything of the sort. She'd never bow to him. Perhaps if there was a choice between one or the other and no alternatives, but until then her freedom had a lot of potential.

All these thoughts ground to a rapid halt when his finger returned to her lips. She processed the moment though her arm had been moved aside when he traced these sumptuous red lips. They offered a low heated gasp to his touch. Beyond their precious frames her tongue practically jerk and twitch with anticipation. Soft lips twitched at his prompting and couldn't help but press slightly harder in response though for a moment Phoebe considered his delay before leaving.

"Wha- What are you doing?" The words rewarded him with more warmth trickling from her lips, but that wouldn't be it for long. Sheepish touches graced his hand, each fingertip stealing over the length of his arm, forward and back all the way until they sealed about him with a gentle hold. She guided him, albeit slightly and without force, to press that finger against the fine gap created by her loving gasps.

Such temptation. Whether he had other intentions or not, an endearing look graced her features all the same once warm, wet flesh lapped against the bottom of his digit before Phoebe consumed it. She looked up, cheeks drenched in shame and lust in equal measures whilst that damp heat enveloped him. She'd pushed off the bed, just enough to drown him in the capabilities of her mouth yet cautious not to exhaust her still recovering body too far. She was good, trained to love the act and perform beyond expectations for a woman her size. Her tongue swirled about his finger, nearly encapsulating it when the eager muscle tended to it every which way, feeding Phoebe ample surges of molten bliss directly to her core. Short of bobbing her head back and forth, Phoebe let him consider all that before posing the question. "Are you leaving now?"

Naturally he had known her thoughts on the matter of slavery and while it would have been so simple to alter her opinion trading her slave collar for a mental one he did not. As pleasant of a thought that that was the benefits of having her out there in space on such a remote possibility that she came across information on another stone made it worth it. Besides, he had only once gone back on his word, something he regretted as giving into temptation had not been like him as patient as he was.

But it did not take long for him to see Phoebe react to the press of his finger against her lips. The hold she had on his arm could have been shrugged off with ease if there was reason but he had none. He allowed her lips and tongue to work over that single digit displaying what she had learned in her young years.

The alteration of her tongue had been a factor in this, that was true, yet if he looked back into her memory before that he may have found that she was experienced well before that. It did not matter, though it was clear that she was affected far more now.

Her first question went unanswered as she got to work. Aegir stood there and allowed her to indulge. Her second, however, had his mouth tendrils twitching and swaying in his species equivalent grin.

I am in no hurry.

Setting a hand on her belly he pushed against it firmly in order to press some more cum from her body. He would need the space he believed. Far from being emptied it was sufficient. Tentacles seized her ankles coiling about them as he spread her legs apart. A third tentacle went back to brushing against her clit while a fourth flowed against the wet slit of her sex.

The hand that had been on her belly slid up to grasp a breast, fingers pinching and tugging lightly at a nipple. The finger in her mouth began moving against her tongue in order to stimulate it further. Watching her reactions for the moment he teased her body.

That tentacle at her entrance barely pushed in wiggling within her. It too had been a tease since it refrained from going too deep.

It would take too long to condition you to resist the temptations brought to you by your tongue where you're not debilitated by it so easily. But I can give you a sneak peak of what you'll need to do.

A little more of the tentacle wiggled inside her as he explained this to her.

"Good." The corners of her mouth twisted into a grin though hers had been less visible for obvious reasons. She was far from opposed to him taking charge again when he seized her ankles and exposed her treasured chalice. If anything, the thought of commencing their intimate session sent her mind reeling as though she'd swoon any moment now given how excited she was to be appreciated by her savior to this extent.

Obscure inner workings of a mind far beyond her own impeded whatever aches may have come up in her still recovering form throughout these intimate times. She'd long since realized a certain extent of movement was possible without discomfort. Phoebe proceeded to dare, to tease in her own ways and couldn't lavish enough gentle albeit thorough saliva rich strokes on the chosen finger of his hand. Scalding hot and elongated waves of carnal bliss lapped up against the shores of her pleasure centers, each as shudder inducing as the one before. Having his finger move against her tongue at the same time was just absolutely divine. It all became more intense since Phoebe had no control over the exact angle of approach each and every time, which erogenous zone had been tackled the most and set ablaze with pleasure.

An ordinary addiction would've been less satisfying. It'd have been obvious when he could see her inner thighs and twitching nethers strain to hide a physical reaction before he'd returned to teasing her himself. Soft, muffled moans were a testament to the area's unusual sensitivity. Perhaps that's what made her reluctant to stop in the first place despite regular claims to be hating this rather sensual affliction.

It only got more intense when her eyelids fluttered shut with a squeal as he tugged on a hardened, throbbing peak, stretching the petite soft globe which had engorged due to her excessive desires sparking up once more. Small hands squeezed his tighter now, adding to the pace of her lips' descent to the very bottom of that lucky digit.

At least Aegir offered some measure of insight. With any luck there'd be some way to control its potency in everyday life. A certain degree of will power should suffice to limit such temptations to the bedroom, but when every spoken word, perhaps even a simple intake of air brought you pleasure, that'd be easier said than done. Her gaze flicked up to meet his though that could not keep her hips from trembling, let alone prevent any attempts to wiggle in the same pattern as his appendage as though her movements would encourage it to finally take the plunge.

„Mmmh! Mnnuhh!“ More of it eased into her quivering sex, its advance aided by their combined releases as shards of pleasure let her every stretch of skin tingle with excitement. The swollen love pearl that was her clit couldn't fight the flow of pure delight he'd forced onto her shapely frame. Again, his mere teases distracted her thoughts though the girl did everything in her power to stay focused. „Show me what I need to do, then. Please.“

Oh for that we would need a very long time. But you are in luck, I am rarely in a hurry. The basics will do, I suppose, given you ample time to practice by yourself or with others as the case may be. Those mouth tendrils twitched again.

Not only could he see her reactions to what he was doing but he could drink it in as well. The eagerness of her tongue moving against his finger along with those restless hips. He remained patient, however, teasing her senses with those brush strokes over her clit.

Other fingers played with her nipple occasionally twisting it without being too rough nor gentle. His fingers circled it, pulled it and rubbed against it in a chaotic pattern to keep her guessing.

More of that tentacle pressed inside her albeit slowly despite her own movements. Without driving into her too deeply and even drawing back whenever she was ready to cum, waiting until she calmed before beginning again.

Only his fingers in her mouth moved with any speed ensuring that she remained aroused. Unable to control her own movements of her tongue without a mental command that shut her body down he found it more rewarding if she dictated the pace.

She would learn that his fingers kept pace with her tongue. If she moved quickly so did he and if she eased up he did likewise. In effect she was in control of the level of her arousal, it was always going to be there regardless, how strong was up to her. Aegir did not tell her what he was doing allowing her to reach that state on her own.

But he did not allow her to cum pulling back or completely out of her before starting things all over again once it had been safe to continue. After a time the tentacles still wrapped about her angles pulled her legs upward raising her lower body and setting her weight on her upper back and shoulders.

Dipping a tentacle in some of the release he pushed out of her and rolling it around a bit he then pressed it to her ass. After a small moment he pressed it into her as well. Nice and slow.

When she began to catch on he finally explained. What you need to do, is learn to endure things as long as possible in these moments. It will make normal occurrences of arousal easier to deal with in day to day activities. It's not much but if you can manage to endure temptation longer you will build up some resistance, not to the pleasure itself but in going without satisfaction for longer.

It would be best to keep all sex out of the equation when practicing. Sucking on a Popsicle for an increment of time then adding more and more time to it. Of course, that would not be as fun for me and since I am departing soon I decided to give you just a hint of that lesson in an altered way of course.

Not being allowed to cum took its toll on her mind as time went on. A tension claimed her body, the sheer desire to reach that blessed high yet come to the realization Aegir held her on edge for a reason. Mauve flesh sank to her supple rear once drawn into the air, an entrance begging to be tapped after prolonged erotic torture. She had to pause her actions when he pressed forward, the nature of his sensual attacks nearly drowning out her last fragments of sanity. Sensitive twitching flesh began to constrict and squeeze around his tendril with such delicious fondness for his every action, an amalgam of heat and their combined fluids letting him force that appendage deeper while the shapely young blonde shuddered ecstatically in response.

She was at the end of her wits and oozed a lack of composure, but that didn't keep her from attending this lesson until there was nothing more to learn. As his explanation came to an end, whether Phoebe caught onto it before or had been too preoccupied in her lust infused state to do so, his saliva caked finger once more welcomed the room's cooler embrace when she released it with a low, frustrated yet equally delighted sigh as the air tickled her sensitive tongue.

Heated sighs escaped her as the girl resumed to breathe in short pants, struggling to keep her gaze fixated on him in spite of how hazy her vision had become. Her breasts heaved with each lungful of air, their rigid peaks constantly throbbing as they were surrounded by colder air which couldn't hope to soothe the heat raging throughout her every limb. She wanted to cum so badly. At this point her body was burning for nothing but release.

„I understand.“ She uttered the words though her lips trembled with anticipation. Every syllable caressed the pleasure centers of her brain in ways no other human she'd known would ever be able to comprehend. Speech in itself turned her thoughts all the more hazy and unfocused as Phoebe gathered what he was trying to teach her, but he'd been tormenting her for so long, always stopping before she reached release.

„I'll need practice .. learn to cope with it ..“ A smile graced her lips, eyes flicking back and forth between his as if wondering whether he meant to claim her again given what he said last. Hands danced against his arm in a series of calm, gentle caresses while his tentacle forced her to gasp for air every now and then, continuously throwing off her focus though the passion in her eyes couldn't be missed. „I'd rather practice some other time. Just one more time .. You and I ..“