She let out a faint moan, though the strange invisible appendages felt a little strange...they also felt good at the same time, biting into her lip hard she held back her voice closing her eyes tight.

Whisperer used his dextrous tongue-flaps almost like fingers to squeeze and knead his captive’s generous breasts. He delighted in the resilience of her soft, supple flesh. Yuki hid the pleasure she was beginning to feel well, but the aliens psychic senses picked up on it easily. Whisperer could ‘read’ his victim’s body as easily as he could read her mind. Using this supernatural awareness, he tailored the actions of his tongues to her biorhythms, seeking out and exploiting the best ways to stimulate her large mounds. And the more the girl fought to hide the effects, the more focused and vigorous the assault became.

She arched her back slightly letting out a loud moan, a little surprised by the fact that he knew just the right places to squeeze and rub. She trembled a little bit in the alien creatures grasp as he continued to molest her helpless breasts, her small pink nipples like pebbles now.

The alien shifted the attention of one tongue from each maw to the summits of Yuki’s twin peaks. While he continued the sensual massage of the slopes of her breasts with the other six, these two began to trace circles around her hardened nipples. Keeping his tongues teasingly close to, but not yet touching the sensitive buds, Whisperer worked to build up his victim’s anticipation, waiting for the right moment to strike.

She let out let crys every so often, trembling a bit she bit her lip the teasing was going to drive her insane. Her body started to tence up moving slightly trying to maybe get his tongue to flick over her rock hard nipples which were nearly begging for attention.

When he felt the anticipation boiling in his victim’s mind, Whisperer relented. He flicked a highly textured tongue-flap over first one, then the other of Yuki’s erect nipples in rapid succession. Then he slowly drew them back over and around those little pink pebbles, pushing them this way and that before doing what no human could do: He coiled the tip of a tongue around each nipple to squeeze and tug.

Meanwhile, Whisperer’s other tongues continued to attend the slopes of the student’s magnificent breasts, slithering over the still damp flesh, stroking hot spots. The alien worked to harmonize his motions, weaving a web of pleasure that complimented the attentions he lavished on the tips of those peaks.

Her eyes open wide, gasping a bit as the strange invisible tongues wrapped around her hard nipples tugging on them, letting out a loud moan her body seemed to be gaining back a little of its mobility arching her back a little. However, Yuki was too distracted by the pleasure coursing through her body to even think about escaping.

Whisperer could tell that his venom was weakening. Of course, there were the slight shifts Yuki began to make, but the psychic alien could also sense the arousal building in her body. Then there were all the delicious gasps and moans she was rewarding him with, as well . . .

He lowered his maws more, each one engulfing the heights of a womanly peak. One tongue from each continually stimulated the student’s nipples, retreating into the trunks as they sucked in the upper halves of her breasts.

She bit down on her lip trying to control her loud moans as best she could, blushing heavily her body started to sweat a little. "d..dammit..why does this..feel s..so.." she couldnt finish her sentence arching her back again letting out a loud moan.

Whisperer was very pleased with the responsiveness he victim showed to his relentless stimulation of her beautiful breasts. He briefly considered trying to make her orgasm from tit-play alone, but discarded the idea. He felt that this girl might be a little bit too experienced to be overstimulated so easily. And, after the display he had put on for her earlier, he had become rather hungry . . . still he forced himself not to rush.

Even, as Whisperer slowly sucked in more and more of Yuki’s delightfully sensitive tit-flesh into his maws, he also removed her shorts, rolling the still-wet garment down her smooth legs with a pair of tentacles.

Bitting down hard on her bottom lip she tried to 'snap herself out of it' though the small bit of pain hardly did anything at all. Shuddering she felt her shorts slowly being removed, the only article of cloth left on her was a smalll soaked pair of white panties.

Whisperer left his victim that one last piece of dignity for now. The thin undergarment, still sodden from her time in the waterfall would impede him little anyway.

He finished engulfing Yuki’s breasts. One maw sucked each of her glorious mounds into a distended cone, even as his tongues continued to slide over her tender flesh. All the while, two of those tongues remained dedicated to stimulating her erect nipples; rolling, squeezing and tugging.

Simultaneously, Whisperer extended his other two trunk-maws. He lowered them slowly so as not to attract attention to them, hoping to cause a bit of surprise when their tongues contacted her skin. He settled one over her taut abdomen, spreading its tongue flaps over the smooth flat of her belly. The other he sent looping around underneath her to trace the lines and curves of her back with yet more tongues.

She let out a faint gasp, flinching feeling more tongues licking over her helpless body, trembling a little she closed her eyes arching her back once again feeling them now there as well. She started to wonder if this invisible creature planned on completely devouring her, at this point if it felt this good she wouldn't have minded that much.

Whisperer was amused by the idle thoughts he sensed from his prey. She wasn’t too far off the mark, though; he was going to devour her, just not in the way she imagined.

He began to coordinate the actions of all his trunks and tongues, working to create a whole greater than the sum of its parts. He gently sucked on her breasts while he continually ran his tongues over the tender flesh, paying particular attention to her hardened nipples. He stroked more of the sensitive transparent muscles over her belly, playfully dipping into her bellybutton from time to time. And he caressed the curve of her arched back, slowly moving down her spine.

Her body shuddered, the strange licking tongues sending chills up her spine. Though as he licked over her breasts, those chills were distracted by small waves of pleasure. Closing her eyes tightly she tryied to consentrait a little, all the conflicting sensations would drive her mad otherwise.