Utilizing your surroundings even when you can't see - hey, you're getting good at this!

He exhaled in approval as he watched her place her feet against the nearby wall, using her feet to generate some 'force' to ride his cock as he fucked her ass hard. It took a few moments for her to get into pace, but once she had the rhythm going, he rewarded her by slowing down the pace of his assault, shifting from a frenzied assault to a more focused series of powerful strokes that dived so deep into her that it would be impossible to keep track of.

Guided by her expert thighs, the smaller shaft finally pressed against her sex - so warm that she could immediately discern its strange properties as it began to slide into her. While this shaft was narrower and fleshier than the powerful cock that had ejaculated inside her, it made up for it by its dexterous motions as it slid into her. Working its way into her, the smooth shaft continues to shift around in her drenched cunt until at last it stops at her cervix, still dripping with ejaculate that he had shot into her body before.

The rough, tongue-like lengths that teased her nipples continued their synchronized performance, occasionally stopping to spurt another helping of gel on her breasts before continuing to work on caressing her reddening nipples for a few more minutes - but for her felt like hours. After a few minutes of this, he finally withdraws the flattened tentacles, leaving her tits throbbing with sensitivity, dripping with gel and her nipples painfully tender and erect.

Tell you what, after I have my fun, I'll give you a special lesson... but first...

The gel he had shot into her ass before kept its potency somewhat, letting her discern just what was happening - the way the nodules swelled to full capacity one after another, the way the veins and ridges on the alien cock worked its way to full turgidity... He had made sure that she could sense everything as she rode his massive shaft as it thrust into her in ways she could never feel before. Every throb of its veins, every ridge and bump that worked through her body was clear to her as if she was reading a detailed roadmap to his own orgasm...

The tap on the nape of her neck no longer surprised her - but she was sensitive enough that it drew a gasp of delight from her as the fleshy tip touched her bare skin. As it began to write on her back, he slowly drew away the tentacle in her mouth...

A.N.Y R.E.Q.U.E.S.T.S?

Again she whimpered, if her eyes had been opened they surely would have been rolling up to the back of her head. Nipples stung and ached as tentacles continued to work her breasts over. Others pressed down her throat or into her quaking body. She clenched on these with inner muscles or her own lips as the case may be. Her body working mostly on instinct as she was pushed back and forth.

“Mmmnghph!” She moaned out the sound of pleasure mumbled as more of her juices rolled over that tentacle. Her body seizing up then exploding in response. Tentacles then easing up on her throbbing chest.

Etolie could feel his growing orgasm. There was a throb but it was weaker when compared with those swelling nodules that grew and grew as if each would eventually pop like a balloon that was inflated too much.

It exploded inside her filling her as she cried out at the sudden increase of pleasure. The tentacle in her mouth drawing away upon which he would her her unmuted gasps as for the moment they were stationary until the writing began again. Requests? That was unusual that one had asked that of her. Even Tidal didn't ask her for requests. So she thought for a few seconds under the pretext of drawing air into her lungs.

“Let me ride you ...”

She still had only her imagination to go by. Maybe she could decipher more with a change of positions not that it had mattered at this stage, the euphoric bliss that continued to flare through her had been beyond words. While she did not yet come down from that high she wished to draw it out longer if she could.

A bold request. I was expecting you to ask for something simpler, but since you insist...

He slowly loosened the harness on her waist, letting gravity run its force on her body as he slid under her - the massive cock in her shaft, followed by the smaller length up her cunt sliding out of her in a slow, torturous manner that left her quivering at the sudden void inside her. Next, he adjusted his grip on her wrists and ankles, easing her back into landing her cute butt on his main body. Responding to her touch, the cock that had been in her ass now sniffed out her twitching cunt. Another, slightly shorter length poked around at her ass before finding the hole properly lubricated.

He then slid the gel-soaked shafts around her upper arms and neck, and after a few seconds of contemplation - the next set of words are painted with on her back.

B.E.N.D. O.V.E.R.

She gasped aloud as he came free of her. Etolie felt and heard his shift feeling the warmth of his mass beneath her as she was released. That harness coming away from her slowly though other tentacles flicked and slithered against her upper arms.

Waiting for a moment as she drew in breath she allowed for him to get into a better position unable to see for herself. Other tentacles began sweeping against her lower body and she released the pair she had been holding as she prepared to lower herself down needing her hands to guide her when she got on her knees.

Instead she “listened” as words were spelled out on her back again.

“Oh? OK,” She answered. Her stance widening then she bent slowly with her hands out in front of her coming in contact with him when she was fully bent over standing over him. It would be easier this way she supposed. After he aligned himself she could lower down to her knees.

Her breasts dangled down toward him as she stopped with her hands on something that moved and squirmed like so much of him. It was far from the feel of a torso. “Like this?”

She waited for him to make his move before she would rest down on her knees or stay like that if it had been his wish since she could still ride him in this fashion without lowering herself completely.

Loosening his grip on her wrists to let her lean forward without falling off, he tightened his grip on her ankles and upper arms to make sure that she wouldn't accidentally slip away given that her skin was slick with slippery gel that he had nearly covered her with. As she obediently bent over, revealing both her holes still dripping with the slick alien fluids he had filled her with before. A cursory look around revealed nothing she could accidentally slam her head against. As he took a moment to admire her body for a moment while she prepared to submit to his orders, he felt her breasts slide across his lower segments - the hard nipples giving him a precise image of just what to do next. But first, there were matters to attend to.

Instead of telling her outright, he responded to her submissive posture by patting her head with a thick locomotive tentacle, its leathery underside yielding enough to let him affectionately rub her head much like one would praise a pet. A deep, rumbling exhalation followed close after, almost sounding like grunt of approval.

Since you're this obedient, there's no need for me to hold down your wrists for now. Don't make me change my mind.

A cursory inspection of her position revealed the fact he could penetrate her with both of the shafts he had pulled out from in a way far deeper than he had ever done before, and with this goal in mind, he tightened the grip on her upper arms and neck a little to send the signal that he was ready, then began to slide both shafts back into her. The narrower, smooth shaft that felt warm to the touch found its way back to her snatch, and after aligning itself, began to push itself into her nethers. Immediately following it, the larger shaft that had been studying her ass began to slide into her well-lubricated behind. A pair of brand-new, segmented tentacles latched onto her tits as the penetration began, their cartilage-backed hardpoints finding her tits with ease as he used her posture to work his shafts in, then began to draw her back, pulling her on top of the dual shafts that had wormed their way into her, letting her legs take part of the strain as he readjusted his grip on her upper arms.

Preparations complete to his satisfaction, he inhaled as he thought of what to say to her. With a decision made, he gave her a spoken command.

"Ride."

Of course, it didn't come out QUITE as he wanted to. Thick, accented with a gravelly undertone that sounded more like deep-earth rumbling than the spoken word. This up-close, however - there was no room for misunderstanding.

Like low hanging fruit on a tree her breasts were a tempting target dangling there. Always moving an slithering against the gel that covered her body. It was like being in a pit of serpents that moved against her. Her upper arms and ankles held firm but not too firm though she had no need of testing the strength they exhibited against her.

Another tightened around her neck a little as it coiled there. Bent over other tentacles swam over her. “Uhh ...” Her body trembled against that touch, sensitive breasts burning with the attention they received then her well lubricated holes. First one then the other.

How long were they? She didn't fall down to her knees prevented from doing so. The tentacles pressed inside her delightfully so. Inner muscles working against the pair maybe involuntary at this stage. Both holes convulsed around him. Then she heard it, a deep rumbling word as if the ground itself opened up to speak. It surprised her for a moment.

She had assumed that he understood her dialect and had been unable to speak it. Like that alien in that sci-fi movie she watched so long ago. She nodded, fingers and palms sliding against the mass beneath her as she complied bending her knees as she worked herself down and ultimately felt more of that tentacle sweeping inside her.

She couldn't say how much of it she managed to take in but as she lifted herself up the one in her ass ended up going deeper. Then she lowered again when she obtained her limits and as it emptied from her the other filled her. “Oh!” She played with the tempo adding more speed to the equation when it was clear that she wasn't going to slip, she had once but that grasp on her was a safety net preventing her from dropping down too quickly and ending up taken more than she could handle.

Etolie got a rhythm going. “You … AH .. like this? Ohh ...”

Hm, so humans prefer this pace? Interesting...

Working in tandem with her legs to make sure he wouldn't break her by driving too deep into her, he focused on keeping up with her by sticking with her rhythm. It took a few tries, but eventually - she was riding him with abandon as he eased his grip just a little to let her throw back her head and make those incredibly arousing sounds. The suckers on these tentacles sunk into her soft skin, 'kissing' her as they anchored themselves in place. Next, he reformed the 'harness' around her tits as they bounced around, rubbing and squeezing away at the flush, sensitive flesh while the flat, tonguelike tentacle 'licked' and caressed her cleavage while the narrower shafts with the 'jaws' bit and sucked on her nipples.

Meanwhile, the twin shafts plowing away at her nethers was met by a third. Narrower than her finger and slick with her own juices, it slid along the length of the shaft probing her cunt, coiling for a bit before settling on her clit yet again. Pausing for a brief moment to get its bearings against her, he began to tease her clit as she rode roughly on the shafts that now pumped deeper and deeper into her with each upstroke. With a shudder, he began to slow down his pace as he felt his own orgasm creep up - and the way his cock changed gave it away, how its ridges stood at ramrod attention, how the nodules felt like they were ready to burst from the pressure, how the veins running along its length swelled to further add to its girth as he drove it in as deep as she could take for now.

Without another word, he pulled the harness suddenly, pulling her onto him, his body settling on her back as she continued to ride his shafts. Her head, while she wouldn't be aware of it, was sitting right next to his jaws and the breathing holes, allowing him to expend less effort on having to make 'noise' while talking to her. Again, he took another breath and spoke.

"Its wonderful. Almost... there?"

Less force than necessary this time, so instead of an animalistic growl, the words came as a whisper spoken close to her ear. For a second, he stopped - impressed at himself for being able to pull that off without yelling. Before she could respond, he went at it, pounding away at her as he slowly approached his own climax.

“Ah! Ah! Ah!” She gasped as those shafts pierced her. Others went back to work on her chest sliding against her flesh, kissing, licking and biting as that harness was formed once more. Her body being charged up as she moved back and forth between those shafts only finding that another tentacle, a slender one, coiled around her clit.

It looped around it a few times then paused for a moment before twisting one way then the other further teasing her excited body. “Oh! Good God! Ohhh!”

She cried out. One of the flatter tentacles licking against her she would have collapsed if he wasn't holding her. Then he spoke again as her insides were being churned like butter. He felt close yet distant at the same time as if he were whispering or so far away that she could scarcely see him.

But he felt close. She felt those nodules swelling inside her again even against the clamping nature of her own body that tried to strangle his own. She didn't know if he was asking her a question or making a statement though coupled with that sensation she figured the later.

Again she was cumming feeling it approaching like a storm rolling in. She nodded as much as the tentacle around her neck would allow.

[color=#00BF00] “Cum for me! Give it to me! Ahhh!!!”[/color Her innards twitched and spasmed, her body shock as she felt her body responding once more as it collapsed against his own with greater urgency as if trying to rob him of his own seed.

The way her voice trailed off, she must have been experiencing immense levels of exhaustion. Perhaps he should give her a nice load to ruminate on and prepare her for his next set of examinations.

With a decision made, he snapped several tentacles to her wrists, binding her arms upwards and pressing down on her hips, the grip on her ankles tugging her down and easing off to bounce her on his shafts after she had managed to take them both at the same time. The rough fucking, combined with a vigorous groping of her tits, then followed up by a hard and fast throat-fucking by the lone shaft that had hung above her this whole time. The suckers on her nipples began to drool as they were pushed to their limit by the forces he exerted on the lengths as they vigorously bit down on her red-tinged nipples.

"Inside, then?" he spoke, his 'voice' similarly weakened due to the fact he was concentrating on giving her a good time instead of using the redundant organs for 'speech'. The girl being dangled just above him, with her head lying so close to his jaws - would hopefully have no problem hearing it, given her previous experiences and sensory training.

Not willing to spare any expenses on pleasing her, he focused on riding her body as she began to bounce wildly on the twin tentacles that had gone as deep as they could go into her. Using her own body's rapid-fire bouncing, he followed up by mirroring her movements to make sure each upthrust went as deep as possible into her. As he continued to fuck her with wild abandon, he took another breath that felt like a low rumble to his captured victim.

With a wild spasm, the length in her throat exploded into her with enough force that it was forced out of her throat, spewing its load into her gut, followed by several gobs into her mouth and finishing it off with several spurts to her face. The scent of this alien liquid burnt a path of ecstasy through her nose, and right into her brain as the shaft fell across her back, completely spent.

Meanwhile, the bumpy nodules on the shaft plowing into her ass had swollen, and felt hot to the touch as he railed her as fast as he possibly could. The triple heads at the tip fraying apart gave her some extra teasing as it plumbed deeper into her than ever before, each powerful thrust gaining a tiny bit of depth into her. The thing in her cunt was different - smooth and slick with lubrication, it kissed her cervix with each powerful upstroke, its motions smooth and calculated as it slowly swelled as an impending orgasm rumbled ever closer.

Etolie found her arms raised above her head, her breasts rising up higher on her chest as a result though they hardly moved now given the plethora of tentacles that had been there, licking, biting, squeezing and other wise seeing to those orbs. Normally pink nipples were now red with all the attention that had been paid to them.

Her body was being shift pulled down on those shafts only shooting upward as he pressed into her lifting her up. As he emptied himself tentacles pulled on her ankles bringing her back down only for the process to repeat. “Uh!” Another tentacle invaded her mouth taking advantage of that opening. Sweeping past her tongue and down her throat. Her cries now muffled as it pressed into her.

She felt on fire, felt the swell of those nodules inside her expanding her holes as they did so. His voice came to her again with more control now. He was close, so close that she felt his breath against her.

A question. She nodded and attempted to answer. “Yaahpwease!” She felt it release down her throat not tasting that essence until that tentacle pulled back getting a dribbling over her tongue and more upon her face as more of that spunk fired against her. Her nostrils filling with the masculine aroma of sex, her brain feeling giddy as the tentacle hovered before her leaving her panting.

Swallowing down the seed that had splashed against her tongue as he retracted she then breathed in gasps, then finally she spoke as her whole body trembled and squeezed against those shafts that were filling her deeply.

“Fill me up!”

So polite, too.

At this point, it would have been rude to do anything otherwise. After all, she had said 'please'.

Opening his gills in exertion as his grip on her wrists eased off, he slammed both shafts into her as deep as it would go. Followed closely by several more tentacles coiling around her, suckers finding soft flesh to latch on as all the eyes he had focused on this moaning catch. This rough impact was hard enough to shake off the suckers on her nipples as he tugged down on her ankles, pressing her body against his as his cock twitched. The sensation of fluid gushing through his tubes was perceptible to the girl as the triple-headed shaft began to ejaculate deep in her ass. The frayed heads manage to hold on inside her as he shot his seed into her for a moment, before sliding down the lubricated tunnel with its own undulating tube pumps more and more into her depths. Slowly, but surely, the shaft works it way back out of her rear, the nodules along its length slowly retracting back as it slid ever slowly out of her.

I'm not quite done yet.

Next, the shorter shaft plugged into her cunt opens up as it turns outward as it reveals its hidden payload - several fleshy tubes that emerge from the length to spew out more of that gel into her womb, some even working its way past her cervix and into her womb as it spills out a thicker-than normal gel that feels absolutely pleasant against her flesh as it slowly nicks into her, spreading another wave of relaxing warmth through her as he paints her insides with this unusual organ that sends waves of pleasure as it slowly began to wick into her. Reacting to her cervix twitching slightly at the intruder, he responds with a second ejaculation directly onto the fleshy gate of her cervix.

With the lengths coiled firmly around her waist, a fourth ejaculation from something from behind her fires into her shoulders, drenching her back with that familiar slimy gel that felt cold only for a moment before blooming into warmth as it rapidly spreads across her bare skin. With a satisfied groan, he lets her lie down on his body as he relaxes his grip on her waist, letting the smaller manipulators worm onto her tits as he let her lie in the 'pit' formed at the junction where his upper and lower body met, keeping her held firmly while the cock in her ass finally pops out. The length in her cunt, however is pressed in and does not show signs of softening.

He stayed like this for a moment, not exactly tired yet - but he continued to work his breathing apparatus to mirror his scientific research partner's own exhausted breathing patterns. If anything, it was a show of politeness to a worthy human who had endured his investigations.

Perhaps I should reward you.

He couldn't quite talk while using his breathing tube like that, so he made do by 'drawing' on her drenched back again. He considered his vocabulary carefully, and settled on a simple question. The last one had some incredible stamina, and perhaps she would be blessed with the same too?

W.A.N.T. T.O. R.E.S.T.?

She panted and gasped, ankles drawn down she feels those nodules inflating within her until they're not rupturing and releasing their cargo straight into her. “YES!” Her throat hoarse but loud as other tentacles swim over her flesh, suckers latching on in places, others sliding off the gel that coats her body.

Those shafts draw out of her leaving her vacant and empty for a moment only for what she imagined being one of the smaller tentacles uncoiled from her engorged clit and sank back in those flooded depths adding to the warmth that had already been there.

A splatter follows on her back causing her to flinch at the momentary cold that grows warmer by the second as that seed rolls down her back. In the rare places that she isn't already covered by gel she feels a streak of cold like an ice cube sweeping past her before the warmth flares up once again.

Her belly inflates somewhat as if she was in the first trimester of a pregnancy so full is she. That tentacle serving as a cork to keep her plugged up for now. Her knowledge about biology telling her that she couldn't get pregnant. They were clearly different species and while some creatures could successfully breed with one another they were genetically similar in those cases like lions and tigers not human and whatever he was. Unable to see she was still quite aware that he was very different.

Lowered down she was breathing heavily and missed the first word he spelled out on her back as there wasn't the familiar tap on her back to grab her attention. But she caught the second one and pieced it together. She didn't think that he needed or wanted a rest so he must have been asking her.

The gel did wonders to ease her aches and soreness. She turned her head in the direction she thought that he was then shook her head. “No … I-I don't think so.” In the short time she had been afforded as she laid their she thought she grabbed enough of a brake to catch her breath. Clearly if he had wished for it he could easily push her over the edge and even shut her body down completely by overwhelming her if he chose. So far he hadn't pushing her just enough in small sprints rather than a constant run.

A single word flashed through his consciousness to describe what he had experienced just now.

Amazing.

To think she was at the brink of fainting not mere seconds ago and now she had recovered. Truly, humans were blessed with incredible stamina and endurance. Now that she had recovered, there was no need for him to put up a show of his own exhaustion and he readjusted his grip on her body, lifting her off the mass of tentacles she had been lying on, leaving only the unusual organ which had disgorged a mass of tubes into her buried in her wet snatch. A clever coil around her thigh let it remain inside, plugging her nethers with the warm liquid that moved inside her, each motion giving her womb, cunt and hips a much-needed internal massage after all that rough fucking he had given her, the mass in her womb slowly - but surely nicking into her flesh while the flood of lubricant in her guts dribbling out until her stomach slowly returned to its natural, washboard form.

Once she was spreadeagled and hanging over him, he looked towards the screen of the cortex computer to check her vitals again, shifting in satisfaction as the machine reported no problems. In fact, she had given him a lot of research material to work with - that alone deserved a reward. He settled to consider this; 'what did this human want?'.

He recalled that she had been in a classroom all by herself, performing some kind of occult rite. Before his intrusion, the 'magic circle' had been drawn on the floor with chalk powder. He had watched some anime, recordings of the terran broadcasts that dealt with this subject matter; yes - she was summoning someone or something before he had taken center-stage. He didn't know exactly why she was performing such a ritual - perhaps she desired to be ravished? Or was there another reason she had attempted to summon magical beings?

Lowering her gently so as not to cause her any vertigo, he taps her back and begins to 'write' again - his calligraphy skills slowly but surely improving with each attempt.

W.E.L.L. D.O.N.E.
M.Y. T.U.R.N. N.O.W.

She panted as she was shifted. Feeling rather than seeing the sea of tentacles about her while feeling more than a few cascading over her body. As his shaft departs her she feels that liquid warmth escaping her body in droves as that seed pours down her leg collecting on the floor beneath her as her torso quickly deflates as that cork is released.

Once the majority of that essence escaped her other shafts or tentacles, there was no way to be certain which, pressed back inside her. Not as deeply as the last her insides were being stirred up as that essence was painted against her innards just like the gel had been.

Etolie feels that warmth rush over her while at the same time feels that warm glow sweeping over her as she's touched in particular ways promoting gasps as she's jarred with pleasure.

Positioned for his use he grabs her attention again before painting letters on her back. Pausing after each word she spoke each aloud as he completed them then strung them all together after he had finished. This was more a statement than a question she thought as he made his desires clear.

For whatever reason she found that thrilling as a small shiver rushed over her. Still she responded first nodding not knowing what he had in mind. Then vocalizing.

“I-It's your turn,” she agreed not knowing what was in store.

Good girl. You'll enjoy this for sure.

With that, he turned his attention to the small pile of discarded cloth she had left behind. Grasping the robe by the hood, he gave it a once-over before spreading it flat on the floor. While the strange organ in her cunt continued to work the slow-acting mass in her womb and give her some pleasure as the tubes worked their way through her cervix to swirl the thick mass in her womb, he used her clothes to form a makeshift bedding on the hardwood floor before shifting, slowly lowering her down onto the bedding. This tugs at the 'cock' buried in her, finally freeing her cunt and letting her leak the thickened gel out, further lubricating her snatch and hole as it pooled between her legs.

One of his eyes swiveled back to take a look at the cortex computer left on one of the desks, and the words 'scan complete' flashed across its screen, signifying a complete success. The tubes retract back into the shaft as it is withdrawn, and he makes sure that she's on terra firma before relaxing his grip on her wrists, followed by her thighs next. Letting her go down on her hands and knees on the floor, he tugs up on her waist, raising her peach-shaped rump towards him. He finishes his preparations by sliding a pair of flat, rough tentacles up her waist and onto her breasts, the suckers quickly sticking onto her tits, leaving both her nipples covered by a tongue-like shaft.

I'll give you a practical test later, but for now - lets do things my way.

Coiling a thick, powerful shaft around her neck to gently tug her head backward, he starts off by caressing his main cock up and down her cunt lips, followed by a slightly smaller tentacle using its knobbly underside to massage her ass hole. Adjusting his grip on her waist, he slowly moves her back and forth, teasing not only her holes, but her breasts as they are drawn across the floor and her nipples rub against the slick shafts pressed onto her tits.

After a few moments of contemplation, he pushes his cock into her ready snatch. The three heads fold back into the central shaft, forming a tapered length that works its way into her vaginal passage as he slowly pushes forward, the lower glands quickly re-lubing her as the length was slowly inserted.

This time, he didn't let the heads unravel. With a low grunt, he kept going. And going. And going. Inch after inch of the thick, rippling alien cock vanished into her cunt as he pushed his way into her, relishing in her cute vocalizations as he drove in to her - all the while leaving her battered anus clear, only teasing her quivering rear even further.