Letting her nipples twitch for a bit as he pulled back the lengths to study how she would react to the shuffling of sensations, he was pleased to find that she was still coherent, stiffening up as the lengths wrapped around her neck. Satisfied with his findings he continued to let her grind eagerly(? or so he thought) on his lengths as he finished up his observations. Picking out a reward, he had the tapered tip of the smaller tentacle tease her tight anal hole with it's ridged underside, appreciative of how tight she was there.

She would be ready soon. The scent of fear was being replaced slowly.

When she moaned into the fleshy gag she was wearing, it shifted ever so slightly against her teeth, the slick liquid oozing from its skin finding its way onto her tongue. Whatever it was, it didn't taste as repulsive as she would have expected - a slight salty base with a sweetish aftertaste, her tongue found out as it accidentally flicked against the flesh that had been pushed partially into her mouth by her teeth as they had bitten down on the thing. Despite how deep the teeth went, he wasn't bothered by it even now - instead, he used it as a gateway to tease her ever so slightly with his own fluids while the slower motions of the swarm of tendrils massaged her mons and lips - not directly penetrating just yet, but pulling her closer and closer to a proper climax regardless.

Finally, a fresh pair of suckers shifted onto her breasts, the 'jaws' revealing smaller rings of flesh than the last one as they latched onto her needy nipples, the flat tongues providing a much-needed cushion for her sore nubs as they began to suck on her tits. Not as aggressively as the ones before, but with her breasts quivering for release - there wasn't much difference that she could feel. That was when something unseen to her shot her chest with another wet spurt of that liquid that seemed to enhance her sense of touch just a little more. The tiny bumps in the suckers rubbing up against her erect nipples came into focus as the cool fluid seemed to nick into her skin.

Tiffany felt the thing teasing her ass shift tactics somewhat, and she was still uneasy with its attention back there. She had never actively participated in such a thing before and she had always considered anal play a deviant sort of sexual behavior, something dirty and abnormal... the kind of thing girls with no class or no self respect did. But despite the fact that she wasn't happy with the idea that the tapered length might try and wriggle it's way inside her at any minute, she couldn't deny that what it was doing at the moment wasn't exactly unpleasant. It even felt sort of good, sliding up and down against that forbidden flesh, warm and wet and slippery...

She could taste something salty and almost sweet on her tongue, and for a moment she thought maybe she had drawn blood when she had bittten down on the tendril covering her mouth. "It would serve you right, you bastard..." she thought, but whatever it was, it didn't really seem like it was coming from one isolated spot, so it was more likely just more of the creature's slick, oily secretions.

Tiffany felt like she was sinking into a black and oily tarpit of dark, inescapable ecstasy... slowly killing her even though it felt warm and heavy and soothing as it surrounded her body in its deadly embrace. The swarm of tendrils writhing against her dripping honey pot continued to draw her steadily closer toward helpless, mind-numbing orgasm.

When that new set of "mouthed" tendrils closed over her breasts again, gently sucking at her aching nipples, the hard, tiny rings of cartilage squeezing and pulling at those sensitive pink buds, the last of Tiffany's resistance crumbled. She moaned loud and long against the tendril over her mouth and shuddered as she felt more warm, slippery fluid spurt against her chest from somewhere above her. The fluid made her nerves tingle as it soaked into her slick, slime-covered flesh.

Tiffany couldn't fight the overwhelming sensations any longer as her traitorous body hovered so painfully close to climax, the building orgasm within her insistently, urgently, demanding release. She felt as though the searing heat of her reluctant arousal would incinerate her... mind, body and soul... if she didn't let it out soon.

Tiffany's body relaxed, sinking down into the writhing mass of tendrils holding her. Her back arched, thrusting her slippery, glistening tits firmly upward into those sucking mouths and her hips rocked up and down, grinding hard against the swarming tentacles moving inside her ruined panties as the moaning blonde gave in to the fiendish pleasure overriding all her other thoughts.

She wanted to cum.

She NEEDED to cum...

He had been waiting patiently for this moment. The moment she relaxed against the lengths coiled against her, the tapered length teasing her incredibly tight rear suddenly ceased its slow, patient exploration of her rim. From out of nowhere, a narrow tendril - smaller than her finger, brushed up against her clit from outside her panties. The fabric scrambled and distributed the sense of touch into a thousand diffuse strokes all at once, her sense-enhanced body able to sense out every thread woven into her panties in absurd detail as it rubbed into her. This was the last drop that broke the dam of her mental defenses, as her relaxed body was allowed to find release at last. The scent of fear continued to evaporate from her as she continued to grind her hips on his lengths with wild abandon as she began to use the lengths as her personal fucktoy.

As her climax finally hit, he made sure to give her hips lots of wiggle room to let her cream all over his waiting palps. Rewarding her for her submission, the things latched onto her tits continued to suck eagerly on her nipples as smaller pods explored her erect nipple from the inside of the jaws, almost feeling working like a tongue to add subtle touches of pleasure as a counterbalance to how hard she was riding him.

Gagged as she was, she continued to receive a slow, regular intake of that pleasantly tangy liquid hydrating her throat and leaving behind a pleasant sensation as her body unconsciously continued to swallow each drop, marking her insides. A short pause, and the tapered tip returned to the task of carefully, slowly teasing and massaging her rim without trying to push its way into her tight backdoor. The way she shuddered at it, he supposed that his catch was inexperienced in how to do this - like that other girl. He put together a plan in his brains, but for now, he continued to slowly pleasure her through one orgasm to another...

Tiffany was still afraid, terrified at what this inhuman creature might do before it was finished with her, and that sharp current of fear continued to flood through the core of her being. However, that fear was being drowned in the sea of lust and arousal the tendrils were eliciting from her body... overshadowing and even absorbing her terror... making it a part of the hellish pleasure she was experiencing.

There was simply no way too hold it back... to stop it... to resist it... the feel of all those serpentine lengths slithering over nearly every inch of her slick, glistening flesh...

Sucking at her breasts... teasing her painfully erect nipples...

Grinding against the hot, tight channel of her dripping cunt as it teased her wet, open lips...

Sliding rythmically up and down against the secret rear entrance to her body...

When that small tendril stroked the throbbing, sensitive nub of her swollen, aching clit through the thin fabric of her wet panties... Tiffany screamed and went rigid in the creature's grasp, her back arching sharply and her toes curling as the orgasm detonated like a bomb within her, cumming HARD against the swarm of tendrils writhing against her convulsing sex. A flood of slippery love-nectar drenched the creature's wriggling lengths as it geysered up from her molten depths in a hot, wet rush that poured through the cotton barrier of her soaked panties and trickled down over her trembling thighs.

"MMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!"

As the tremors of ecstasy wracking her body begin to slowly subside, Tiffany could feel little tongues inside the mouths on her tits beginning to tease her stiff, pink nipples and the tendril tickling her ass resuming its steady sliding movement... up and down... up and down... against her tight, untouched passage until the crinkled flesh of that forbidden gateway began to tingle... the tiny ring of hard muscle beneath beginning to tense and relax in little spasms of pleasure.

The intensity of her orgasm had obliterated all other thoughts, and Tiffany could only lie there atop the writhing mass gasping and shuddering, tasting the oily secretions of the alien flesh in her mouth and on the back of her tongue. She knew she had swallowed a fair amount of it and far back in her mind, vaguely worried if it were toxic.

But as the creature continued to dominate her, teasing her most sensitive and most intimate places, forcing more and more of its fiendish pleasure into her unwilling body, Tiffany began to suck at the tendril in her mouth, drawing those warm, syrupy fluids almost eagerly into her mouth between her gasping moans.

"Mmmmfff... mmmmfff... mmmmfff..."

She could already feel the unholy pleasure building back up deep inside her. Her body, stripped of coherent thought by the explosive climax that had ripped through her, was operating purely on instinct... and instinct was telling her she wanted to feel him inside her...

Whatever it was oozing into her mouth felt vaguely pleasant, the way it marked her insides with a delicate tingle that left her throat cool and relaxed as she began to eagerly lick and swallow the fluid. As her body trembled with the aftershocks of the massive orgasm she had, he took this moment to slowly push her jaw open, drawing out the muscular gag she was sucking on, causing her tongue to creep out from between her lips - before a new, slick length introduced itself into her mouth. The vague scents were replaced by a stronger aroma that filled her nostrils as the length quickly pressed itself against her tongue. Unlike the previous invader, this one tasted far more pleasant. More lengths moved her jaw back into place, letting her teeth sink into the leathery skin as the nodules pressed around the roof of her mouth throbbed with pleasure.

The scent of fear was subtle now, even as her climax worked through her very being and despite the fact her body was eagerly taking in the pleasures promised by the ridges and bumps on the alien shaft. Weakening more than ever, but still there. So very different from that certain prefect he had run into. But when her drenched cunt quivered in need, it was clear that she needed a little something more than just a wildly powerful orgasm.

As her body lay slack, a short ripple worked up her legs as the tentacles hooked around her panties, slowly sliding them off her, the fleshy lengths coiling around her legs moving in sync to let the fabric pass by unharmed. For some odd reason, the tentacles let her keep wearing those stockings as they readjusted their grip on her legs. Another wet splatch sounded in the air as a wad of gelatinous liquid spilled onto her needy netherlips, followed closely by extremely narrow, wormlike lengths massaging her lips and clit hood as they bunched around her crotch. The thing behind her now continued its sole vigil over her tight anal hole, casually teasing her rim as it continued to bunch behind her. That was when she felt - rather than saw the motion of a newcomer; a tapered head formed of three, corkscrewlike heads all coiled together to form a tapering length pressing against her pussy just so... before suddenly stopping in its tracks, leaving her hanging.

Of course, given the way the things holding her body shifted, she could move her hips to drive it into her... if she really wanted to.

Now that the blissful sensations rippling through her body had faded into a slightly more manageable level of pleasure, Tiffany's thoughts tried to swim back into focus while her mind attempted to reestablish something like coherent thought. Despite the massive orgasm she had just experienced, the feel of all those warm, serpent-like tentacles slithering all over her body, wriggling against her most sensitive places, kept her level of arousal at a mind-numbing and constantly building level, however, and her body continued to move with the creature, a slave to her primal, sexual impulses.

The tendril covering her mouth at last moved away, but before Tiffany could even think about screaming or trying to communicate with the monster, it was replaced by another one that fully entered her mouth now, pressing against her tongue as the other lengths entwined around her head skillfully moved to close her jaws around it. She was surprised that it had forced her to bite down on this new invader somewhat by forcing her mouth shut. Maybe it had liked it when she bit him before? Tiffany tested the idea, biting down gently on the tendril to see what sort of reaction it would....

"Mmmmmmhhh!"

Her thought was interrupted when she felt her drenched panties sliding down over her hips as tendrils dragged the tiny piece of wet fabric off her legs. Another blob of that thick, slippery fluid splatted down onto her, this time right against her heated sex, warm and tingling as it soaked into her quivering mound. A set of very small tendrils began to massage her netherlips, working those petals gently opened and closed, allowing that tingly fluid to run down even deeper between them as more lengths teased her throbbing clit. Tiffany moaned hard and loud at the rush of pleasure that slammed through her at this new sensation, making the tendril in her mouth vibrate wildly against her lips and tongue and teeth.

"Mmmmmmhhhh.... MMMMMMMMMHHHHHH!!!"

Tiffany's writhing and hip grinding stopped suddenly however, her body tensing up as she felt the tapered head of that new tendril moving down to just barely press against her dripping, needy cunt, the tip nestled gently between the slick, warm folds of her swollen labia.

"OH MY GOD... it's... it's gonna FUCK me..."

Tiffany's fear and arousal both spiked at this realization. Her body wanted it... ACHED for it. But her mind railed against the idea...

It could be diseased. What if it could make her pregnant? And it was so BIG... would it even fit inside her without ripping her open?

Half wanting to give in to the pleasure and half wanting to resist the creature, Tiffany just lay there, her body rigid with both fear and anticipation. Even if she wanted to fight it, what could she do? She had no choice but to wait and see what it would do to her and try her best to survive with her body and her sanity intact...

As she slowly bit down on this newcomer, she felt the slits lining the thing open up - giving her waiting tongue a serving of a runny, oily liquid that felt slightly gelatinous as her mouth was slathered in the stuff. The taste was different than the stuff she was licking off before, making her tongue instinctively shift from side to side as it eagerly slurped up the offering. The leathery skin of the creature held fast, easily withstanding her teeth - perhaps he was amused by her effort? This stuff tasted pretty good, too. Sweet, but not cloyingly so - the hint of distant saltiness as it continued to drip down her throat.

For several long seconds, it seemed that the large head was going to punch into her womb - but as the seconds turned to a full minute, it remained stock still. The large head pressed lightly against her, but then stood by motionlessly, disregarding the quivering folds as her nethers seemed to beg, to plead, the subtle shudders of her drenched nethers seeming to make a 'come hither' expression to whatever this thing was.

Not that the lengths were leaving her alone, no - it shifted around, the finer tendrils homing into her erogenous zones, liquid-lubricated lengths gliding across her favorite spots, sending her deeper into the abyss of pleasure that she found herself in. Coordinates touches, powerful strokes and the occasional nibble on a particularly sensitive spot kept her on edge. Every tentacle she felt, was a musky invitation to let go of her inhibitions. The way it readjusted the coiling grip on her legs, all she had to do was sit down on top of it... but was that a wise choice? It wasn't quite obvious in the dark, but judging by the size of the fleshy head, it was rather big...

That was when the suckers milking her tits popped off, the cool sting of the air sending a chill up her spine before a fresh set of sucker-tipped tentacles began to nibble on her erect nubs. Almost at the same time, the thing toying with her ass pulled back, before being replaced with a flatter, tongue-like thing that eagerly continued to lick her rim, bringing her ever closer to a deeper dive into her own lusts.

Tiffany lay there, tensed and still, every muscle coiled like a spring in that odd mix of fear, arousal and anticipation as she waited for the tendril between her legs to surge forward, thrusting between those slick, almost eager folds that she knew would offer little resistance to such a motion, if she could even muster enough control of herself to try and resist.

The creature surprised her however by not acting as she expected. After nearly a minute (that seemed to last for hours) the tapered tip of that cock-like appendage had barely moved, if it had moved at all. The rest of the swarm continued their relentless torment of her body however, as Tiffany lay there unmoving, all her focus on the head of that phallic length wallowing ever so slightly between her slick, parted lips.

It seemed to be encouraging her to give in to her lustful urges in every way it could. Even the fluids it was excreting into her mouth seemed to suddenly taste better... sweet and slightly salty... warm and tingling inside her mouth. Tiffany was vaguely aware that she was beginning to instinctively suck and bite that squirming length like a cheap hooker in the back seat of some John's car.

The creature shifted around beneath her and Tiffany realized she could feel the cool, hard surface of the floor beneath her outstretched toes now. She was still lying on her back on top of the writhing mass, but she was at a slightly more elevated angle now... no longer fully horizontal. If she bent her knees a little, gravity would pull her down on top of that still unmoving tendril pressed lightly up against the hot, tight channel of her slippery wet sex...

"Omigod... that's... that's what it wants... It wants me to give in and just sink down and impale myself on his cock... tentacle... whatever... and it's SMART... got me focused on the bigger one while all these little ones have been teasing me... rubbing and stroking... making me so hot... nipples so hard... clit... pulsing... throbbing... oh God... so good... it feels SO fucking good... making me want it...

NO! No-no-no-no-no-no-no... I... I have to... to...

"MMMMMMHHHHHHHH! mmmhhhh... mmmhhhh... mmmhhhh..."

Tiffany's train of thought derailed and she moaned loudly around the tentacle in her mouth, sucking hard and biting down on it as the new set of sucker-tipped tendrils took their turn nibbling gently on the agonizingly erect nubs of her rock-hard nipples.

"MMMHHH! MMMHHH! MMMMMMMMMMMHHHHH!!!"

Tiffany nearly screamed around the tendril now, her body shuddering in hard, violent little spasms of pleasure as that flat, broader length begin to lick her tight little ass in long, steady strokes that made that forbidden, unexplored gateway throb and tingle with undeniable pleasure.

It was SO dirty... SO disgusting... and it felt SO fucking GOOD...

Tiffany's knees bent and her hips sank slowly downward...

It could have punched into her anytime it wanted - but it didn't. As she finally lowered her hips, attempting to take the massive shaft that was indeed far too large for her... it suddenly split open in four ways. The fleshy sheaths peeling away from its length, leaving behind a smooth, velvety and definitely a more manageable 'core' of prehensile tentacle that eagerly slid into her depths, the thing guided in smoothly by her drenched nethers as they squeezed around the intruder. Tiny ridges along its length pressed against her sensitive depths, caressing her just right as it continued to work its way into her as she continued to lower her hips. The sheaths waited patiently for a moment, before wrapping around her hips and legs, the surface lined with nodules and suckers that continued to tease her flushed skin.

The intrusion was slow - giving her plenty of time to take it in, to experience it properly as it continued to glide into her quivering sex. Every shifting ridge, every shuddering nudge, every subtle motion of the nodules at the base teasing her lips was allowed to flow through her consciousness as the tapered tip worked its way into her, the motion feeling outright pleasant as the length caressed her good spots without straining her insides. Smooth motions honed into her good spots as he seemed to read her body language with ease and interpret just how to give her a full cornucopia of pleasure.

All through this, the thing licking her rear remained - its slow motions teasing her rim, prodding at the entrance of her forbidden backdoor every now and then as it continued to 'lick' her.

That undercurrent of fear still ran strong and deep through the core of Tiffany's being like a river, fed by the tributaries of her anger at this assault on her and her shame at being so swiftly and easily forced to orgasm against her will. But that river was now fully hidden from view, obscured by the swirling storm of lust that raged through her, shrouding her thoughts in black clouds of unwanted erotic bliss. Lightning bolts of radiant, sparking pleasure flashed through her mind and body with every caress of the creature's writhing tendrils as the sound of her own pounding heart and the rush of the blood coursing through her veins thundered in her ears.

The monster's relentless, methodical domination of Tiffany's body had driven her level of arousal beyond the limits of her ability to resist the overwhelming sensations any longer, carried away by the flood of constant pleasure washing over and through her.

Despite the poisonous haze of toxic arousal Tiffany was adrift in, as she lowered her hips down against the tip of that phallic tentacle pressing against her tight, dripping sex, she realized immediately that it was too big for her. As hot and slippery and wet as she was, it would tear her open if she tried to force that monstrosity inside her. Her outstretched toes began to brace against the floor as she prepared to halt her downward movement before she hurt herself against that bulbous head when she felt it split apart against her. The outer skin of the tendril peeled back like a blossoming flower, into what felt like four distinct fleshy "petals" with a smaller length protruding from the center. This new tendril was slimmer and smoother than its original form, the tip more tapered, and it slipped easily between her slick, parted lips as it slithered into her molten depths.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMHHHHH!! Hhhmmmhh... mmmhhh... mmmhhhh...."

Tiffany screamed around the tentacle in her mouth as her hips continued to slide down onto its twin between her legs; moaning as it wiggled its way deeper inside her. She began to actively encourage her tormentor with her mouth now, sucking hard and biting down on the slippery, oozing length between her lustful moans, her tongue lashing and trying to wrap around that alien flesh.

Tiffany's moans grew louder and more constant, a verbal declaration of her surrender, as the tendril slowly explored her depths. It wasn't big, but it was agile; the prehensile length systematically seeking out all her most reponsive places as it whipped back and forth inside her, stroking... probing... thrusting... making her back arch and her hips roll and buck when it hit a particularly sensitive area, her wrists straining at the all but forgotten bindings looped around them.

The slim appendage could feel Tiffany's desperate arousal as it explored the hot, tight sheath of her slick, wet channel; the hard, tiny muscles lining her silken walls fluttering in spasms of helpless pleasure as it made note of what techniques elicited the strongest reactions from her. A torrent of her slippery love nectar poured over his invading member in a hot, steady stream.

Tiffany could only moan and shudder and suck the cock tentacle in her mouth as the creature continued to sexually torture her body. She could already feel another orgasm building deep inside her. While the monster softly and slowly tendril-fucked her into submission, its incessant assault on her tits and ass... licking and sucking and biting... finally destroyed the last of her resistance...

She couldn't fight it anymore. She didn't want to want this... but she did.

She wanted it...

She wanted to suck his "cock" until it filled her mouth with that tingly alien slime...
She wanted to feel his "mouths" pulling on her throbbing nipples until she screamed...
She wanted to feel his warm, wet "tongue" wriggling inside her ass...
She wanted him to fuck her until she was cumming her brains out all over his writhing, rigid shaft...

Tiffany wanted it.

She hadn't said a word, but her body's messages screamed out to him. Her scents, the way her muscles moved, how her limbs shuffled around as she jostled herself against the gathering swarms on her bosom, how her hips joined forces with him to guide the fleshy intruder into her drenched depths. As her tongue moved expertly across the ducts, they responded by dilating further, giving her a fresh dose of that liquid delight that continued to drip ever-so-slowly into her throat, leaving a glimmering trail of pleasure for her to bask in. She moved less cautiously now, her tongue now curiously(?) mapping out the tough, leathery tentacle in her mouth - moving to service the ducts as they continued to drip that nectar into her throat. An errant lick on a twitching nodule caused it to shift forwards, pressing eagerly onto her tongue as it sought out more.

The aggressive suckers on her nipples, seeming to tire of biting and pulling on her erect nipples slid off her nubs - leaving her quivering peaks alone - only for a few painful seconds before a new set of suckers latched down on it. This new pair, less sucker and more 'tongue', wrapped four, fleshy tongues around her swollen nipples and began to slowly spin in place as she felt a slower, weaker suction start up. As the seconds seemed to drip past, they became stronger and stronger with each rotary swirl they completed as they continued to pull her breasts up slightly.

As the segmented length worked its way into her, he let her hips guide his tool - letting her pick out her preferred spots and brushing against the slick length that now called her quivering depths home. Adapting what he had learned from before, he shifted close, teasing those spots for a moment before moving onto the next. The fact that this length was rather narrow allowed her cunt to eagerly press in on it, causing a distorted gasp of pleasure to emit from his simple breathing tube.

She's surprisingly fun. he thought.

The thing teasing her rear then tried to push its way into her forbidden backdoor - only to find that despite its best efforts, it was far too big; sending ripples of fear through her. The tongue-like thing slurping at her hole was withdrawn - and a flat-headed, fleshy length pressed against her tight rear - before pushing out even narrower tentacles from its ducts - slick and dextrous enough to start slowly working its way into her ass. They were narrow - far slimmer than a human finger, but they moved with such calculated motions and graceful gestures into her that her body seemed to welcome their intrusion into her depths.

Tiffany relaxed into the cushion of tendrils supporting her and found herself wondering how many of them there were. And... what were they connected TO?

Not that it really mattered anyway. There was really no point in fighting. She already knew she couldn't get away. And, at least for now, the creature seemed to have no interest in hurting her at all. It was certainly taking liberties with her body, but even so, its movements seemed to be carefully executed so as to maximize her pleasure without causing her any physical harm.

And besides... the things it was doing to her... oh God... it felt SOOOO good...

She might as well enjoy it, right? After all, what choice did she have?

Tiffany had felt the thing in her mouth twitch and thrust when her tongue had accidentally slid across one of those throbbing little bumps that lined its length in various places.

"Mmmmmmhhhh... did you like that? Yeah? You like it when I lick you there, don't you?"

Tiffany sought out those little bumps now, swirling the tip of her tongue around them and over them to see what kind of reaction that would bring. She was limited in how much she could move her head though, as it was still restrained by the tendrils holding her in place and forcing her jaws shut.

She let out a long, low moan, making that tendril in her mouth vibrate against her tongue as yet another set of suckers took their turn on her stiff, swollen nipples... these ones feeling like feathery tongues swirling around those aching nubs.

"MMMMHHHHFFF! MMMMHHHH! MMMMHHH!"

Tiffany's moans gave way to another series of muffled cries as the "tongue" licking her ass was replaced by that swarm of tiny, tapered lengths. Her toes curled and a shudder of intense pleasure rippled through her body as the slim tendrils began to slowly wriggle their way inside her, slithering into the tiny opening at the center of that tight little ring of muscle that had started to clench and relax in rythmic waves of exquisite, forbidden pleasure.

Tiffany moaned and spread her legs wider as she let herself sink down further onto the writhing tendrils impaling her. The sensation of being double penetrated by the creature's serpentine tentacles was like nothing she had ever felt before. She rolled her hips, grinding hard against the prehensile lengths, pushing down into their thrusts as she gave in to her lustful urges, her hot, slippery love juices running down her inner thighs and dripping into that writhing swarm beneath her.

"Oh my God... it feels SO good... in my pussy... in my ASS... at the same time... I can't believe how good it feels... FUCK... I'm gonna cum... oh God... he's gonna make me cum again already... "

The things holding her jaw closed eased off as her tongue explored the hot bumps lining the intruder in her throat as it continued to drip that delectable liquid into her mouth, as if approving of her curious exploration of the thing. Giving her mouth a little freedom, they instead converged around her bosom, exploring the orbs of her breasts while the four pairs of 'tongues' continued to swirl around her nipples, drawing them up with every slow motion. The 'jawed' ones lurked nearby - as if waiting for the things currently sitting on the peaks of her breasts to tire.

Seeming to read the motions of her hips as she yielded to the intruder inside her, the narrow tentacle inside her moved opposite to her motions, mirroring her hips and brushing up against her good spots as her body guided him to these particularly sensitive areas of her body.

Her tight rear end was a difficult task to get at - and eventually, only two of those narrow lengths remained inside, the rest having been pushed out by her body's excited contractions. These two, continued to clamber across one another as they continued their journey unhindered by her motions - each slow inch they worked through was a smorgasbord of pleasure blooming from her forbidden depths. They way they seemed to know exactly how to move to pleasure her, the smooth lengths brushing up against her powerful sphincter muscles caused her whole body to inadvertently service these two lengths as they journeyed deeper into her.

That was when the things groping and playing with her breasts eased off a little - letting a slick new length wriggle in between her tits. This newcomer was entirely smooth, save for a small, upraised ridge at the base as it nestled against the valley of her cleavage. Her tits were pushed together for a moment before the things seemed to change its minds, relaying orders for a painful few seconds before she felt the makeshift handcuffs binding her wrists slide off, working away a simple two-ended knot that must've been easy to pull apart if she knew how. The tougher lengths coiling around her arms guided her hands to her breasts, the thing between them shifting up and down, slowly pantomiming a titfucking. Slow taps on the back of her hands seemed to coax her into following these simple instructions.

What will you do now?

As the coiled tentacles holding her head in place eased off, Tiffany began to move her mouth back and forth along the length of the thick tendril pressed against her tongue, sliding her lips up and down as far as she could allthough her movements were still restricted somewhat by the tentacle covering her eyes.

Despite the fact that what the creature was doing to her clearly fell within the boundaries of rape, the reluctant pleasure rippling through her in response was so intense that Tiffany felt an absurd obligation to reciprocate, predicated by her instictive sexual impulses.

She sucked and bit and moaned against that tendril, making it vibrate inside the warm wetness of her mouth, as she let it fuck her face in a slow, steady rythm. The movements of the rest of her body were less controlled as the helpless arousal built steadily higher and higher within her.

Tiffany tensed and shuddered in little jolts of pleasure as those tiny, slick lengths pushing against the virginal opening of her ass slid deeper inside that hot, crushingly tight passage. If her lust-drenched mind had still been capable of rational thought, she would have been shocked at how good it felt, especially since she had always thought of that particular sexual activity as dirty and disgusting. Yet now, the feel of those two squirming appendages wriggling and thrusting deeper and deeper, inch by agonizing inch, into that forbidden sanctuary of her body was like two live-wires, sparking with electric pleasure that arced through her. The deeper they went, the deeper she wanted to feel them inside her.

Meanwhile, the tendril in her dripping sex had picked up the rythm of Tiffany's rocking hips and began to move in counterpoint, pushing into her grinding motions. Feeling it move with her... thrusting... harder and deeper... fucking her... sent the blonde student spiraling down into a frenzy of lust. Her toes braced against the floor, Tiffany began to raise and lower her hips, bouncing up and down on that thrusting length, riding it as she drew closer and closer to her peak.

When the thing untied her hands and moved them to her breasts, tapping at them while the slippery tentacle lodged between her tits moved up and down in restless, sporadic thrusts, Tiffany didn't understand at first. But after a short series of thrusting between her tits followed by tapping on the backs of her hands, Tiffany realized what it wanted.

She was reluctant at first, having been disturbed from the sexual reverie she had fallen into as she rode him toward her rapidly approaching climax, but as his insistent tapping on her hands grew noticeably more forceful, Tiffany pushed her breasts together around that slick appendage and began to rub them up and down along the length of that warm, wet shaft....

Good girl.

Rewarding her obedience, the thing in her throat shifted slightly, forming a curved guide for her head to follow as she slowly took it deeper with each bob of her head. While he did want to rape her throat and fuck her silly, he remained patient - once she had gotten some proper technique down, it would be far more fun to let her do the heavy lifting. So, he continued to trickle that salty-sweet liquid into her, rewarding her with a small spurt whenever her tongue found a particularly good spot...

As she worked her tits, using them to pleasure the thing between her breasts, it seemed to croak out in pleasure before spewing out a whitish mist that took her by surprise, inhaling a lungful. As the fine mist settled on her skin, it felt cool and relaxing to the touch, while her lungs felt like she was drawing on pure, fresh mountain air instead of the dingy atmosphere of this small storage room. The oxygen-rich mist worked through her lungs, crossing the blood-brain barrier and delivering a fresh wave of pleasure as she was fully shaken awake.

That was when the things sucking on her tits switched tactics, biting down on her puffy areola to draw out fresh bursts of pleasure from her body, causing her focus to shift to them as they shifted her tits up and down as she continued to service the thing between her breasts. Satisfied with her cunt, the velvety, smooth thing in her pussy finally drew out of her, waiting for a moment while her ass was spread open by the coils inside her. The slick, well-lubricated length joined the duo of narrow lengths pushing her forbidden door open, the sensation of firm flesh against her sphincter feeling downright pleasant as it slowly worked its way into her body again. The mute protests of her vacant cunt were quickly silenced as a spiral-tipped cock prodded her cunt, before sliding into her depths with the greatest of ease. The way her legs instinctively closed around the intruder to draw herself further into a pleasurable blitz was quite thrilling as he rewarded her eagerness - by working both her holes with measured strokes, the motions opposing each other to further draw her into a wellspring of pleasure.

This new intruder filled her out quite nicely without stretching her - allowing her body to clench against it as it caressed against her favorite spots with each upthrust. The nodules lining it buzzed slightly, sending fresh pangs of sexual pleasure through her as the thing took her completely.