She froze, watching him as he pressed his cocks against her. "Ple- please..." she began, then stopped herself. She didn't want to articulate her need, despite herself.

Too late, for the thought that filled her mind was readily available to him. He was a psychic vampire in many ways drawing upon the thoughts, memories and experiences of those he encountered. His craving for knowledge drove him to press into minds scanning them constantly while his hunger to be accepted, to be worshipped in a sense pressed him into pleasing his victims. It had not come as much of a surprise to Aegir that she was enjoying this. Even without the manipulation of her mind it had been apparent to him that she was enjoying herself for her cries had been proof of that alone.

So as her words died in her throat Aegir could conclude them within his own mind. Eyes gazing down upon her, a tentacle lifted itself upward to drape down against her cheek in a rather soothing manner. I am fully aware of your desires, Severity. The two smaller cocks pressed together, suddenly verring away from her pussy only to snake beneath her body towards her backside. His larger cock continued to knock against the folds of flesh beneath him as his wide tip began to press her moist lips apart. Soon he would fill her with one solid plunge but for the moment Aegir halted at her entrance allowing the seconds to slowly crawl past.

A choice ... whether or not he was telling the truth would have been anyone's guess though it would be up to her perceptions to figure him out for Aegir had gave nothing away with his telepathic words. ... ask, and you shall gain what you desire. Remain silent and you can go on your merry way. Freedom from this or the freedom that your body craves? The choice is in your hands.

Severity froze, knowing what she should do. However, her need was dominating her mind, leaving only one option for her. "Do it..." she murmured, shutting her eyes. "Please... Go ahead..."

There was a moment, just a small moment where he had been uncertain of the outcome of her response. Though he had assumed how she would answer he made no mistake of taking this notion for granted. But Aegir had been more curious as to what she would chose than anything else. Had she opted for freedom what he would have done was now irrelevant for those mouth tentacles of his bobbed about in a somewhat lethargic pattern.

Gooood, the word little more than a drawn out purr into her mind. Aegir let his gaze linger upon her for another moment, then, without warning it happened in the blink of an eye. That bulbous tip of his cock pressed up against the warmth of her body driving forward the rest of his thick length followed as he tunneled through warm, wet muscles. All 16" of himself burrowed through her in time with the cocks at her backside doing the same, filling her fully, completely.

Severity moaned softly, feeling his cocks explore her most private areas. "Oh god..." she said, her head arching back as he drove in as deep as he could go.

God has nothing to do with this. His words came as his body thrashed within her own. His cocks like living whips that thrashed about within the inner folds of her body pressing even deeper as they circled her, stretching, reaching, probing to even greater depths. With the ability to contract his body he was able to squeeze into her body with apparent ease. His shafts rushing back and forth moving in a fashion akin to pistons save for the intense wriggling that he brought with these quickened motions.

With his flailing tentacles he assaulted her even further. One drew itself between their bodies. Though crushed by each of his downward thrusts there had been no bones in that rubbery flesh, the appendage flattening without any undue harm to Aegir. It had busied itself for its very tip caressed her clit. Other tentacles mauled her breasts seizing them up in his powerful grasp only to constrict against her there, squeezing her chest while the suction cup underside of those tentacles rubbed against her nipples. Hands now gliding themselves along her ribcage like the strokes brought forth by an artist dashing their paint brush against a blank canvass bestowing upon it form and a life all its own.

She groaned, seemingly past intelligible speech. Her throbbing pussy was on the brink, taking her with it. She shuddered as his tentacles slithered around her breasts, shutting ehr eyes.

There were perks to being a telepath. Had not reading minds and probing their most intimate secrets not been enough for someone like Aegir there was always the sensations brought about from that direct contact. Linking up with a victim not only allowed him to sense what was going on within their minds experiencing what thrilled them and what enticed them but it also allowed him to draw upon their own residual pleasure adding it to his own. While he did not truly feel what they had Aegir drew upon the euphoric elevation that coursed through the mind. In a way it was equivalent of getting a mental fix.

Urged on by her thoughts and reactions Aegir's body only drove itself deeper into her as if in a race against time. There was no need to hurry though, none at all and he could always slow matters down when it was convient for himself. For the moment, however, he simply crammed as much of himself within the soft folds of her flesh as he could, as quick as he could.

The orgasm hit her like a wave, flooding her mind with pure pleasure. It was there, then gone, leaving the girl wanting more again.

When that wave struck it brought with his an odd sensation for the constricting of her muscles against him had not been met with solid resistance. His flesh being stiff yet rubbery gave in against that gentle squeeze compressing itself only to expand then compress again in time with the rhythm of her body. Drawing from her wants and needs came as easily as if she had voiced these things herself. Yet he had a decision cast before him. That decision of course entailed the use of his nodes. He had so few of the extensions that the more he used the less additional eyes and ears he had upon Shokushu. Should he implant her with one?

Such a question was answered in the span of a single heart beat. No. No he would not use one of his creations in such a fashion. That was not to say that he would not partake of his pleasures.

Such a wanton! You cum, yet you desire more. Aegir's tone sounded more like that of one reaching self discoveries than actually being chastising in nature. Very well. Let us see how much your body can take.

That said he swept a tentacle against her pussy wriggling against it, contracting the appendage as much as he could to ooze it into her body along with the thickness of his massive cock.

"Mmm!" She bit down on her lip as the tentacle wormed its way in to her already-stuffed pussy. Her hips bucked forward, despite her exhaustion.

Feeling the press of her body against his smooth mauve flesh Aegir inwardly grinned. Both body and mind had been attuned to him, responding in its need for pleasure. Though he could feel the exhaustion settling in on her that had not caused him to cease nor slow in his administrations. Each thrust into her was full and powerful with the strength of an ocean wave crashing down upon the shore. He became relentless in his conquest of her attempting to keep her on that pinnacle she had reached, that plateau of pleasure from whence sweet bliss was derived.

Stuffing himself into her his cocks and tentacle thrashed about as if a sharp electrical current swept through his entire body. Touching here and there, delving through her, into her, Aegir found the rippling sensations that rushed over him sublime. Constricting muscles sweeping against sensitive flesh, while his questing tentacle drank up the elixir that he had coaxed from her. A warm rush pressed over him, his otherwise cool body elevating in temperature slightly as he felt the escalation of his own gratification slowly coursing over him.

Severity cried out, rocking back and forth slightly and feeling the huge objects that penetrated her twitching. Almost immediately, another orgasm began to build.

In his species the smaller cocks he possessed had not been true cocks. What they were primarily used for was gripping and holding the female of his kind for they possessed retractable barbs that were employed to pierce and hold flesh so that the larger, primary cock could align itself with the female. Sex for his own kind had been a bloody, often violent affair though the species had eventually evolved to the state where such reproduction was no longer possible instead using a form of mitosis or budding to replicate. Hence the nodes he had created were in fact both extensions of himself and children in a manner of speaking. That is if they were left to mature, something that Aegir would not tolerate since maturing nodes tended to turn on their parent in order to gain their autonomy.

Such biological lessons were neither here nor there. Aegir much rather preferred these softer, fleshier humans. Their cries of pleasure were far more delightful to his ears while the warmth of their bodies had been enticing in and of itself. Sensing her closing in on another orgasm Aegir knew well enough not to alter his patterns sharply. The tip of a tentacle flickering against the nub of her clit, others squeezing her breasts while one speared the tunnel of her sex all worked in unison. The smaller cocks, not being designed for prolonged sexual intercourse, suddenly spurt forth their sperm-less essence driving the cool liquid into her backside as they flickered around inside her.

She reached the plateau again, loving it. Her eyes snapped open as she felt the cool liquid spurt out into her ass. She had been an anal virgin previously, and the sensation was so... well, alien, if you will.