Tentacle Cock Sleeve Novels & Stories

Caleb roared into the comms. His silver-gold tattoos flared so brightly they illuminated the pitch-black trench. He caught the tentacle with his bare, armored hands. The sheer physical momentum of the beast should have crushed him, but Caleb's kinetic dampeners absorbed the blow. The water around him instantly vaporized into a massive bubble of superheated steam. With a feral, guttural snarl, Caleb spun in the water, using the beast's own momentum against it. He literally tore the tentacle from its base, dark, glowing blue blood erupting into the water like oil.

The tentacles grew bolder. One worked at the zipper of her wetsuit, tugging it down with surprising dexterity. Cool grotto air hit her skin as the suit peeled open. Tentacles helped strip it off her shoulders, down her torso, careful around the tanks. She laughed shakily when two thinner ones cradled her breasts, suckers kissing lightly at her nipples until they hardened. “Fuck,” she muttered. “This is insane.” But she didn’t stop it. The entity lifted her gently, supporting her weight completely, laying her back on a smooth, moss-covered shelf just above the water. Tentacles spread her thighs. One thick one slid along her slit, coating itself in her wetness, rubbing firm circles over her cl

My heart pounds fast. A thinner tentacle slithers up my inner thigh. It brushes my crotch. The slime soaks through my wetsuit. It finds the seam. The tip presses hard. It rips the fabric open. Cool water flows over my bare pussy. The tentacle tip touches my folds. It parts them slow. I gasp. Bubbles escape my lips. The tip circles my clit. It's swollen from the cold. The tentacle has a small mouth at the end. It opens. Suction pulls on my clit. Gentle at first. It tugs and releases. My body jerks.

It took a couple minutes but Beth finally held up what she had been looking for. In her hand was a realistic cock that had to be very close to the length and diameter of Ted's real cock complete with a ball sack that was proportionate to the cock. "I thought I might be able to find one of these so I'll have something to practice with later." Walking around the shop, we found a cock ring with a anal plug called a plug and tug for me and a jeweled plug for Beth. There was a good selection of nylons, thigh highs and fishnets with several garter belts in different colors, some with four straps and some with six straps. We went with six strap garter belts in black and red with fishnets in black a

L. He’ll be rolling on your ass when he smacks you down, Nerissa. Laugh now. Cry later. I picked up a vibrator. My gaze roamed its eight-inch length. I fondled it, caressed it, touched its cloak, made of the softest silicone and lightly threaded with simulated veins, such as a real cock would possess. While the burnt-orange color doesn’t exactly make me want to rip my panties off at the moment, I know whose penis was used to create the mold for this. It’s supposed to be a company secret… Behold! I hold in my hand Whispering Cock!

The tentacles only tighten to a bruising pressure as Murry struggled. Swiping the white ooze off the wall, Keltrix began to make soapy suds and slick them all over Murry's body. The damn tentacles went everywhere. Murry's cheeks began to heat up when they slid between his legs to glide against his balls and over his cock. Kel caressed between Murry's ass cheeks and up his back.

The collar blinked: “UNIT 04: Pain-Hardened. Slow Climax. Anal-Compatible.” Chuckles. A man in the crowd raised a paddle. “Double them.” Two machines emerged from the floor. One fitted with a deep-throat sleeve. The other a mounted prostate stimulator. Cole’s eyes widened. He had no time to prepare. The throat sleeve lowered. His collar buzzed. “Mouth open.” The moment he did, the sleeve filled his mouth—piston-like, gagging him with its unrelenting pace. His cock twitched in protest, confusion, stimulation.

But something told me he wanted to take us out of this world … into the world of that massive cock. The one he pressed to my stomach continuously. The way it throbbed hard and twitched as it touched me. Like it was meant for me. Tasha had worn one of her mini-sized skirts with no panties underneath. Paired with a strapless tube top. Her nipples were visible from the outside and her damp skin made the top cling to her body. I knew that monster would not be able to resist her in that outfit I couldn't either. Suddenly my breathing became unsteady.

He takes a deep breath and we watch his cock start to inflate. "Look what you did," Susan teases, wrapping her arm through mine and leaning close. She watches with wide-eyed wonder as Deans cock start to grow like some time-lapse photography of Pinocchio's nose. "Now if it worked as well on Cheri." Cheri shivers briefly just as Dean's mammoth cock gains its full length and breadth. "Damn!" Susan squeezes her tits against my arm and bounces on the balls of her feet. I can feel her hard nipples through her thin blouse and realize she opted for no bra this morning.

But what I did find seemed like it might do the trick. As I stood in the changing room, I quietly stripped out of my clothes. The only thing I kept on were my panties. It seemed gross for me to snug anything up to my bare pussy that someone else may have tried on, too. Then I pulled a long bodysuit harness up over my skin. It was made of red netting and had long sleeves. It snugged up around my waist, leaving my butt exposed. My belly was covered in the red netting, but the middle of my chest was still bare, which was fine. Although the netting did cover each of my breasts, the nipples were visible through the material. The long, red sleeves felt a little itchy, but I figured I'd get used to