Trembling Tongue Novels & Stories

A long black stuff suddenly shifted to the side, rolling me off it, then returning to push me back, to the jagged teeth, and I screamed hard. It was its tongue. Its tongue looked nothing like a radula, but the only thankful thing about it, was it didn't have teeth on it like regular octopuses had. I kept on screaming, as I pushed against the disgusting tongue, but I didn't think I could hold on much longer. My hands and legs were trembling so hard that it felt like they would give out, in a matter of seconds. Tears rolled down my eyes like streams, and I found it hard to breathe. Already, my throat was hoarse from screaming, and it felt like I got weaker from each scream.

His low voice was a whisper that made my body tremble. He trailed down my body from chest to stomach, sliding with a hot and slick tongue. I trembled and let out a scream as that same hot tongue licks on my clit. With rapid and repeated flicks, he made my hips jump up in the air, desperate to find friction. He continues to flick and suck my clit greedily. “My queen,” he breathed out his warm breath as his tongue began to move more and more uncontrollably down my pussy and then onto my clit back and forth.

Breeger thanked Miros and walked him to the door. It was then that the first tremor struck. It started as a tremble in the ground. Breeger stopped as did Miros. They both felt unstable on their feet and were not sure what was happening. Then they heard the rumble as the tremor increased in strength. The cups began to shake and tinkle as they shook on their saucers. The tea in the cups rippled from the vibrations and a film of dust powder began to descend from the ceiling.