; ; On reflection, it had been a mistake to get sexually involved with the ; leaders of two different biker gangs at the same time. They were bound ; to find out eventually and the war that had erupted had cost two lives ; and five hospitalisations before the Tokyo riot-squad stepped in - ; hard. But that was Miki. She had always acted impulsively. It was as ; though she was drawn to danger as a moth was drawn to a candle, ; conspiring in its own destruction. Miki had been close to the flame ; many times during her short eighteen years of life, but always somehow ; she had escaped serious injury. Maybe she was charmed, she wondered, ; or maybe the gods were saving her for something worse. Not that she ; always escaped unscathed though. After her latest escapade, one of the ; biker gangs had ambushed her as she was walking home. They had dragged ; her kicking and screaming to an abandoned warehouse and by the time ; all ten of them had finished with her, her abused pussy had been sore ; for a week - to say nothing of her tender young ass, which had been ; raped repeatedly.
; ; That had been enough to make even Miki stop and think. Everything was ; getting a bit out of hand, so a few months away from Tokyo seemed a ; good idea. Her working-class parents were not rich enough to send her ; off to University, so when she heard that YouthInternational were ; looking for volunteers in Thailand, it seemed the ideal opportunity to ; get away and let things cool down for a bit. But now that she was ; here, with all these fresh-faced do-gooders in the middle of nowhere, ; she was bored out of her brain. She missed the loud, neon-bright Tokyo ; nights. She missed her friends too. But most of all she missed the ; sort of exciting sex that only seemed possible when danger lurked just ; around the corner, the shivery sensation that drove her slim legs to ; grip harder about whoever was fucking her at the time, the nervous ; fluttering sensation deep in her belly that fuelled her strongest ; orgasms.
; ; Of course, she had screwed a few of the boys during her month in the ; camp, seven or eight, she couldn't quite remember off hand. But that ; was all they were, boys. Even the older ones were so inexperienced, so ; soppy in their lovemaking; grovelling over her body as though it was ; their first time, almost worshiping her just because she spread her ; legs for them. Then afterwards, always expecting it to mean something, ; even thinking she was going to be their girlfriend. Her mouth twisted ; in distaste. As if she would tie herself to one of those wimps! Most ; of them had even cried like babies when she told them to get lost. All ; of them slunk away with their tails between their legs. If just one ; had had the guts to stand up to her it might have been different. Just ; one who would slap her around a bit before ripping off her panties, ; taking what he wanted, ignoring her protests to fuck her like a real ; man. But no, they crawled away with those hurt puppy-dog eyes while ; she laughed at their weakness.
; ; It was a pity that word had got around. Now she had developed a ; reputation as a bitch and it seemed to have frightened off all her ; potential sex partners. She hadn't been screwed for over a week and it ; wasn't as though it was even the wrong time of month. So she wandered ; aimlessly, alone, separated from her co-workers by her inability to ; live in the world as they saw it, a self-induced isolation, proud but ; lonely. Even the organisers seemed to recognise her as a disruptive ; influence and tended to assign her jobs that didn't involve any sort ; of teamwork.
; ; She needed to get away. Away from all these 'decent' people. Away from ; the maudlin feelings that threatened to drive her into some sort ; repentance that she would later regret. She could almost picture ; herself, weeping and begging for forgiveness, promising to lead a ; better life, pleading to be accepted by a bunch of holier-than-thou ; straights who were looking on in smug satisfaction. The vision shook ; her badly. So Miki drifted away, out towards the edge of the camp and ; past the last of the huts. Out towards the deserted area where a ; voracious jungle was already trying to reclaim that little bubble of ; civilisation.
; ; Rhyull watched the lonely figure as it meandered nearer to his hiding ; place. A young girl, similar but different to the two he had captured ; together by the flowing liquid, the ones who had escaped before he ; finished feeding. The same slender body but a paler skin and the long ; fur covering its head was not black, as theirs had been, but ; purple. Rhyull knew nothing of dye and assumed the colour was ; natural. In calculated defiance of her companions, Miki was wearing ; her studded leather jacket, even in temperatures approaching 95. As a ; compromise, underneath she wore little more than a thin t-shirt and a ; short denim mini-skirt. As she walked, her bare legs trod an easy path ; over the uneven ground. Once she stumbled, almost fell, and the heavy ; jacket parted to expose cotton fabric stretched tightly over ; well-shaped breasts, shadowy nipples half revealed through the thin ; material. If she would just come a little closer, just to the edge of ; the tree-line.
; ; As if in response, Miki walked towards him. Maybe she could do enough ; to take the heat out of her present situation by gathering some fruit ; unasked. These 'decent' people were always so quick to give anyone a ; second chance. That would at least make the rest of her time here a ; bit more tolerable. If she could restrain her natural inclinations for ; a few months, a big 'if' but it was worth a try. Maybe she should ; avoid returning to Tokyo altogether, find a new town and a job, and ; make a new start where nobody knew her. Miki walked under the first ; overhanging trees.
; ; Rhyull was effectively invisible amongst the riotous colours of the ; tropical jungle. There was no warning at all as a swarm of tentacles ; whipped out, lashing arms close to the slim body, covering her mouth ; so that she could not cry out in fear or rage. And there would be no ; chances taken this time. Narcotic gas jetted from narrow gills and ; Miki slipped softly into unconsciousness. Taking the limp body in his ; carrying-tentacles the alien slithered silently away, deep into the ; dense undergrowth. ;
; ; The monster before her looked like something from one of the laughable ; films she had seen years earlier on television shows. A huge beetle ; crossed with a squid and with more than its fair share of ; tentacle-like appendages. Could it be a man dressed up, she wondered? ; Some of the guys from the camp getting their own back on her? Or maybe ; she had wandered into a film set? Whatever, she was out of here. There ; was no way she was hanging around to be the butt of someone's warped ; sense of humour! They could bring her jacket back later when they ; called to apologise.
; ; Stealthily the young Japanese girl gathered her legs underneath ; herself and found places where she could dig the toes of her sandals ; into the soft mossy surface. Then with a bound she leapt ; forwards. Almost doubled over, arms waving wildly and grabbing at low ; branches, trying to gain her balance while putting as much distance as ; possible between herself and the weird monstrosity that had her ; jacket. Rhyull silently cursed his carelessness and dropped the heavy ; garment. Moving faster than his bulk would appear capable of doing, he ; sent a dozen tentacles undulating towards the fleeing figure. One ; snagged a foot, which twisted out of his grip, leaving the sandal ; behind. But it was enough. Miki had never gained proper balance and ; she crashed forwards onto her hands and knees. Then Rhyull was upon ; her.
; ; Tentacles lashed out, capturing arms and legs while the young hellcat ; fought wildly to escape their grip. Such strength in such a small ; frame! It took all his efforts to hold her! At last he had her gripped ; tightly but there was no way he could adjust the frantically squirming ; body. She would have to stay there, on all-fours, elbows and knees ; pressed into the moss. The struggles grew less as Miki realised the ; helplessness of her position. Whatever had her was certainly no man ; inside a costume. No-one could be controlling all those feelers at ; once. Memories of Triffids came back from a book she had read years ; earlier. Later memories of dark Hentai magazines - the ones all the ; boys liked to drool over, brought her close to real panic. A prisoner, ; miles from any possible help, she knelt on the jungle floor, panting ; like an animal, head darting from side to side, feral eyes gleaming ; through the hanging curtain of her long purple hair, searching for a ; way out.
; ; When the first touches came they were gentle, as if the alien were ; seeking to soothe the wild animal in its grip. Delicate tendrils edged ; under the fabric of her t-shirt and spread across the bare skin of her ; lower back. Miki shivered. Cool and dry, the appendages wormed upwards ; under the tight fabric, tiny suckers inching them along, gripping and ; releasing in their rhythmic movement. Reaching the top, one tentacle ; touched the back of her neck, then circled right around that ivory ; column, stimulating the soft velvety skin as it encircled her ; neck. Another joined it, then another. Other tentacles stayed hidden ; from view beneath the cotton, working blindly over the sensitive skin, ; probing every hollow of her slender back. Despite herself, Miki found ; the touches erotic and her breathing deepened even as she tried to ; avoid the inquisitive exploration.
; ; Feelers circling her neck released their trifurcated tips and quested ; over her face, investigating her features, tracing around her small ; ears. Meanwhile some of the tentacles splayed across her back, headed ; down over her sides. Creeping over the supple flesh of her waist, they ; circled round onto the soft swell of her belly, leaving no part ; untouched as they inched under the tight t-shirt, exploring her tummy, ; even poking into the depression of her navel. Miki moaned slightly as ; more of her soft sensitive skin was being caressed and aroused by the ; alien intruders. It felt better than anyone had made her feel for the ; longest time. How could something so hideous make her experience ; sensations that males of her own kind seemed incapable of doing?
; ; Between the three-pronged tips of his investigative tentacles, Rhyull ; had almost forty long feelers to bring into play. Several he sent ; coiling round the upper legs of the female crouched beneath him. Once ; in place they moved slowly over thigh-flesh, caressing the taut ; softness beneath themselves, playing havoc with Miki's emotions as ; they slithered over her inner thighs. She moaned louder, the gentle ; touch arousing her susceptible body in ways she had rarely experienced ; before. All the men of her own age who had used her body had nothing ; more in mind than to squeeze her tits before sticking their pathetic ; organs inside her cunt. The one exception had been an older man, a ; writer who had played her body like an expensive instrument, sending ; her soaring into ecstasy with his experienced touch. Now it was ; happening again at the hands of an alien monstrosity. Miki felt her ; nipples awakening and her panties growing damp. Her struggles to ; escape grew more erratic as her mind was confused by the sensations it ; was experiencing.
; ; Sensing her growing arousal, Rhyull held himself in check. No rush ; this time to devour psychic emanations, rather he would use her ; slowly, drawing out every last drop of the mental nectar. While ; gradually increasing the degree of stimulation across her flesh, her ; sent more tendrils worming under the front of Miki's t-shirt. These ; travelled upwards until they encountered the pendant forms of her firm ; young breasts and coiled around them. Miki groaned, feeling the ; suckers pinch and release across the receptive surfaces of her hanging ; tits. The gentle nipping sensation was like the lips of a hundred tiny ; lovers kissing all over the tingling skin of her gently swaying ; mounds. Tentacles coiled a dozen times around each breast, encircling ; both conical tits completely. As soon as they were in place, Rhyull ; began to contract and release the appendages in a steady pulsing ; movement. Miki gasped again as her tits began to swell with lust under ; the rhythmic squeezing. Her breath became increasingly ragged. If she ; could only forget what it was that was causing the sensations she ; could have the time of her young life.
; ; 'Uuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhh,' two of the tentacles released their three ; tips, which began to explore the surfaces of her pointed ; nipples. Already erected under the stimulation of the rest of her ; body, her peaks began to harden as they were manipulated by the ; probing feelers. The receptive nubs began to throb slightly as they ; engorged with blood, lengthening and becoming more sensitive to the ; slim tendrils which coiled around them and began to tug tenderly. ; 'Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh ...... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm ; .........uuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhh' her tits felt so hard, her nipples so ; swollen under the assault. The sensation as her jutting breasts were ; manipulated and her distended teats were carefully but incessantly ; milked blew through her brain. A wave of heat swept through her body, ; centring on her crotch and she came to a sudden, juddering climax, ; feeling her panties become sodden as her cunt released a flood of love ; juice. Rhyull lapped up the emanation with desperate relish.
; ; There was no release from the web of ecstasy that held Miki prisoned ; even more strongly than the bonds securing her knees and elbows. If ; anything the tentacles intensified their efforts to excite her, ; crawling over her body with a thousand caresses, rhythmically ; squeezing the hanging globes of her heaving breasts, and relentlessly ; stimulating her tumescent nipples. Feelers that had been exploring her ; face and neck began to trace the outlines of her generous lips and one ; slid easily inside her wide open mouth, tracing the inner surfaces, ; playing with her tongue, almost French-kissing her. Others began to ; investigate around the delicate entrances of her ears, then to slip ; within. The feeling as two slender tendrils probed her ears ; simultaneously was like a bolt of lightning right through the centre ; of her brain. Purple hair swayed wildly from side to side as the young ; girl shuddered with abandon. RESPONSE
; ; Even as Miki's hips shook with lust beneath the short pelmet of her ; skirt, tentacles were heading inwards. Working down over the denim, ; they slipped beneath her hem and disappeared from sight as they began ; to explore her rounded bottom. First crawling over the surface of her ; panties, then soon edging under the thin material to begin to ; investigate the naked flesh of her taut hemispheres. Miki groaned with ; desire as the delicate tendrils crept over tingling skin, while the ; bolder ones discovered her crevice and wormed their way deep inside, ; sliding down the channel and investigating her tight little ; anus. While some continued downward, heading for her cunt, one of the ; thicker ones continued to probe her ass. Slowly it worked its narrow ; tip through the unyielding petals until it was an inch deep. Then it ; brought its suckers into play, gripping the inner walls and inching ; its way deeper past the stretching muscle ring. Finally it was ; embedded deep within her shuddering body, where it twisted and turned, ; relentlessly exploring the twitching walls of her anus.
; ; As tentacles rippled and flexed to free the sodden material of Miki's ; pale blue panties where it was embedded in her pouting vulva, anyone ; with a good view would have noted that she dyed her pubic hair to ; match her head. But unfortunately that delectable sight went ; unremarked. As the cloth came free, feelers moved insistently onto the ; exposed surface of her sex-lips, crawling over the puffy surfaces, ; gripping then with their suckers and parting the lips to expose her ; inner secrets. While several slithered up and down her moist channel, ; others teased the inner lips wider apart to expose her erect ; clitoris. One supple appendage, slick with her honey, began to tickle ; the little button with its tip.
; ; 'Nnnnngghhhhhhhhhhhh ... Aaaaarrrrgggghhhhhhhhhhh ......,' Miki jolted ; into another powerful orgasm as her sensitive clit was teased ; unmercifully. Juice streamed from her shuddering cunt to anoint her ; thighs. She was overcome with lust now, no thought of escape, no ; thought about what unholy creature was exciting these potent feelings ; in her trembling young body. If it took an alien to make her feel this ; good then maybe she should take it to meet her parents, she thought ; fuzzily. She couldn't go back to the hopeless groping of her peers ; after being so expertly sexed-up. Her shapely tits swelled even harder ; and her nipples jutted rock hard under the continuing milking motion ; as a red haze descended over her mind. Rhyull fed with abandon.
; ; As one tentacle continued to fence with her tongue and two more ; maintained their exploration of her ears, the one deep in her ass ; began to move. Unhurriedly it slid part-way out, then back again, ; speeding up gradually to begin fucking her anus, shafting in and out ; of the stretched walls of the abused orifice. Plunging deep into her ; body with each thrust, the movement grew faster, harder. Only one hole ; was left unfilled. Another thick appendage landed right on the ; entrance to her vagina and began to squirm inside. It met little ; resistance from the welcoming cunt it was seeking to enter and with ; one small push it embedded itself deep in her sugar walls. The narrow ; tip began to explore her insides, wriggling over ridged surfaces, ; flickering over her g-spot. 'Uuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhh ; ...... nnnnnnnnnnnnnn ............ aaaahhhhhhhhhhhh ......... FUCK ; MEEEEEEEE!!!!' Miki lost all semblance of control as the tentacle ; began to drive into her cunt, matching its rhythm to the one still ; thrusting into her anus. Spitting out the tendril exploring her mouth, ; she howled with passion, shrieked into another powerful ; orgasm. Grabbing the end of a thick appendage that secured her elbow, ; she fastened her lips about it and began to suck, sliding her mouth up ; and down on the phallic length.
; ; MikiRhyull also lost all control as his feeding frenzy took ; over. Wildly his tentacles moved in blurring motion over Miki's ; skin. Harder then harder he constricted her swollen tits, flesh ; bulging between prisoning bands under the assault. The tendrils ; holding her pouting nipples gripped stronger, tweaking wildly on the ; long engorged teats. One feeler got a grip on the slippery nub of her ; clitoris and began to tug at the little bud, yanking harder, pulling ; her clit out until it looked like a little finger jutting between her ; swollen widespread lips. Another tentacle forced its way into her ; anus, matching its movements to the one already screwing her, powering ; into her aching ass, forcing the slackened opening wider. Several more ; stretched her cunt to its extremity as they thrust deep inside, ; plunging in and out in a wildly remorseless motion. Her snatch gaped ; wide under the assault, tortured muscles giving way to the enormous ; bulk being relentlessly shafted into her helpless body. She was being ; split apart from the unremitting fucking she was receiving, her body ; could never recover from this abuse. But still consumed with lust, not ; even feeling the pain of muscles enlarged beyond any natural capacity, ; she continued to bob her head up and down, taking the thick tentacle ; deep in her throat, an obscene blow-job on the alien appendage. Juice ; flowed down her thighs in a torrent as orgasm after orgasm wracked ; through her shuddering body. Miki writhed and spasmed continuously in ; her restraints, her cunt rippling as it strove to take more, her body ; jerking and shuddering, muffled moans escaping past the bulk filling ; her mouth, her brain a white-hot sea of sensual pleasure.
; ; It couldn't last. Even as her body began to come apart under the ; assault, her psychic emanation slackened and faded. The tormented ; figure that had once been a vibrant human being slid limply to the ; jungle floor as Rhyull drained the last drops of food and her spirit ; departed. Without looking back, the alien withdrew his appendages from ; the pathetic little form and moved away, to return to his vantage ; point overlooking the camp. Miki, the tortured rebel, felt warm bright ; radiance enfold her soul and knew peace for the first time since ; puberty. Her essential essence drifted away into the light. She was ; home at last.
; ; Back at the camp it was two days before Miki was missed. Even then it ; was generally assumed she had just hitched a ride out of the ; area. No-one regretted her departure. They just bagged up her ; belongings and sent a letter to her parents. Her body was never found. ;
; ; A couple of days later, Rhyull was experiencing a sensation that ; humans would term frustration. He was overdue for his next feeding ; session and no opportunities had presented themselves. It was so ; annoying when dozens of suitable food-sources were located less than a ; hundred yards away. Sometimes the sensation of female emanations was ; so strong that he almost lost control. But since the little ; purple-haired girl, not one of them had come alone anywhere near where ; he waited. True they wandered around singly or in pairs, but only ; within the centre of the encampment. And only within sight of too many ; others. Every time they headed into the jungle it was in large groups ; and usually inside vehicles. If nothing presented itself soon he would ; have to take a risk. The craving was growing strong now.
; ; Tanya Bayard felt inordinately self-satisfied as she walked the short ; distance from the Dining Hall to the Administration Building. At ; 28-years old, she should have been at a disadvantage when surrounded ; by a host of pretty girls in their late teens. But once again she had ; proved that it took more than a fresh face and peachy skin to win ; out. Indeed, in her five years as a Field Organiser for Youth ; International, she had never once lost out to a younger girl when she ; set her eyes on a male she wanted. And there had been many such males.
; ; Being attractive helped of course. So did having a figure that ; retained its youthful tone while at the same time having developed the ; sort of curves that teenys could only dream of. And she wasn't shy of ; showing it off. Her 38D breasts bobbled attractively as she walked, ; obviously braless beneath the loose fitting blouse. The rest of her ; body curved nicely beneath the short skirt. Womanly, as she thought of ; it. Her 25-inch waist still curved inwards like a glamour ; model's. Maybe she could have stood to lose an inch off her 36-inch ; hips but the boys seemed to like it. Something to grab hold of as they ; pumped into her, not like the bony hips of an eighteen-year old. Yes, ; definitely womanly! Her short brown hair tossed attractively as she ; nodded to herself in inward agreement.
; ; Inevitably she had been hit upon by every male member of the staff at ; one time or another. But she didn't go a deal on men her own age or ; older. They tended to be paunchy and they fell asleep too early by her ; reckoning. No, give her a young boy of nineteen any day. Old enough to ; have had a bit of experience but young enough to be full of ; testosterone. They came quickly, but they got hard again almost as ; fast - and they could keep going all night! They were so grateful for ; the tricks an experienced woman could teach them and they knew how to ; keep quiet about their liaisons with her. They had to if they wanted a ; repeat. Tanya had no intention of losing such a 'rewarding' job as ; this one. The success of her discretion could be measured by the fact ; that many of the male administrators were convinced she was a dyke. A ; misapprehension that she did little to correct.
; ; Entering the Administration Building, her thoughts were on anything ; but work. Her latest conquest would be visiting her for the first time ; tonight. Ziggy, why the hell did they have to have such silly names, ; she wondered to herself, were their parents retards? Ziggy would be ; tapping at the rear window, the one overlooking the jungle, after the ; camp had settled down for tonight. Over six feet tall and with the ; sort of muscular physique that promised to be able to keep up with her ; voracious appetite. She had seen him without a shirt, chopping logs ; and his easy movements almost guaranteed his stamina in bed. There had ; been some competition for his attentions from a little blonde ; cheerleader type but Tanya's voluptuous breasts had carried the ; decision in her favour.
; ; Night fell without any opportunities for Rhyull to feed. This could ; not go on indefinitely. Already the need was a nagging sensation deep ; inside. Better to move sooner rather than later. Move now, while he ; still had his judgement almost intact, not wait until desperation ; tempted him to take risks. There were lights in the centre of the camp ; but around the peripheries it was almost black as clouds obscured the ; moon. Soundlessly he edged out of cover and stealthily moved towards ; the nearest building.
; ; Rhyull approached a number of windows without success. Most were ; covered by fabric and tightly closed. He wouldn't risk that sort of ; obstacle until he had to. One window promised untold riches, six young ; girls sitting or lying about the room with very little to hide their ; bodies. They appeared to be in animated communication as they drank ; tawny liquid straight from its containers. Their combined emanation ; permeated even through the closed window. Reluctantly he passed ; on. There were too many of them to chance it.
; ; Light blazed suddenly from a window ahead and Rhyull froze. Even as he ; did, he spied a human male approaching the lighted square. A slender ; arm opened the glass covering and the male disappeared from view into ; the building. Seeing that the window remained unfastened and uncovered ; by fabric, Rhyull approached carefully. Inside the room, Tanya was ; playing it cool, offering Ziggy a drink, ensuring he sat on the chair ; rather than next to her on the sofa. A little anticipation was good ; for the soul, she believed and it wouldn't do for him to think she was ; desperate. So they sat apart and spoke of innocuous subjects while ; sipping their drinks and trying to mask the hunger in their eyes.
; ; Rhyull peered through the opening, assessing the scene within. The ; male facing him was typical of their kind and quite repulsive to the ; alien. His emanation was very strong. So too was that of the female ; who sat with her back to the window. She appeared to be in control, ; the male had an intent expression as he leaned towards her. 'Yes, ; that's very interesting Ziggy, but tell me, why did you come here ; instead of going to meet up with that little girl of yours, Dinah, ; Donna, whatever?' 'Donna? Well ...... err ... why ...... umm ... what ; I mean is ...... well, you, you're a real woman, like. I mean, Donna, ; well ...... Donna's a sweet kid but you ...... you've been there. You ; know what it's all about, like.' 'What what's all about?' she teased ; him gently. 'Why ...... umm ...... err ...... what it's all about ; between a man and ... umm ... a woman, you know.' 'Yes, I do. But do ; you?' she wanted him to understand who was in charge here. 'Sure I ; do, Miss Tanya,' more confident now, 'I've been around. It's not like ; I'm a virgin like half the kids around here. I've had plenty of ; girls.' 'Why then, Ziggy, I think it's time you proved it. Don't you? ; Come over here and kiss me.' ;
; ; Rhyull watched with interest. He couldn't risk an attack yet with the ; male looking almost directly at him past the female but maybe there ; would be an opportunity before the female became polluted by male ; emanation. If not, then he would learn more about the mating habits of ; these strange animals. Such information may be useful and he had ; plenty of time to seek other prey if necessary. He watched as the ; female grasped the male by each side of his head and guided his mouth ; to her neck, encouraging him to kiss the sensitive skin, directing him ; to the most responsive spots.
; ; As soon as the boy had the hang of kissing the soft skin below her ; jaw-line, Tanya took his two hands in each of hers and moved them to ; her chest. No point in trying to teach him too much, he would learn to ; caress her back and arms at a later time. Rather she led him to the ; plump mounds of her breasts. They were the reason he was here, after ; all. Restraining him from his natural impulse to grab too hard, she ; smoothed his palms over the full surfaces, teaching him to follow the ; natural lines, showing him the touches that turned her on. He was a ; quick learner, she would say that for him. His hands soon moved over ; her tits with ease, exploring the entire surface of each ; orb. Satisfied with his progress, she released his hands and lightly ; scratched her long blood-red nails up each of his arms before sliding ; them below his t-shirt and caressing the muscular chest.
; ; Leaning backwards until she was half reclining on the soft pillows ; covering the couch, Tanya placed her arms behind her head. Ziggy felt ; her boobs rise to greater prominence with the movement. 'Wouldn't you ; rather see them as nature intended?' she asked throatily. He needed no ; second invitation. Tanya was wearing a short predominantly pink ; strapless dress made from a thin material similar to his t-shirt. It ; hugged her full breasts and clearly defined the bumps of her aroused ; nipples. It was also very easy to get into, one of the reasons she had ; chosen to wear it. Simply by hooking his fingers into the top, he ; could drag the material down over her prominent tits and expose them ; fully to his avid gaze. Kneeling between her parted thighs, he dragged ; the material down and her breasts sprang into view.
; ; The large mounds stood out startlingly from her slender frame, their ; tan contrasting nicely with the pink material bunched around her ; waist. Each impressive globe stood proud from her chest topped by a ; deep pink nipple centred in a wide aureole. Their shape was almost ; perfect and he looked in wonder, almost afraid to touch them. Truth to ; tell, he was not as experienced as he claimed and, while a couple of ; girls had let him fumble beneath their clothing, this was the first ; time he had seen a woman's naked tits since his mother had changed to ; bottle-feeding almost nineteen years earlier. But he couldn't let his ; companion know that or she might laugh, or worse throw him out. So he ; reached forward, concentrating on the way she had shown him to caress ; over her clothing.
; ; Tanya's nipples popped up as his fingers carefully investigated the ; resilient shapes of her tits. Not so much from his touch, as from his ; hesitancy. She really got aroused by the inexperience of her ; companions. Their fumbling turned her on more than an assured touch ; did, which led her to changing lovers on a regular basis. As soon as ; they became competent, she lost interest. This one would probably last ; for weeks. Using only his fingertips, he might have been handling fine ; china as he explored the periphery of each cone before tracing over ; the surface to brush across her nipples. Gaining confidence by their ; hardness, he palmed each globe experimentally, testing their full ; weight, pressing lightly inwards to assess their firmness. Becoming ; excited, Ziggy's touch grew rougher. Clasping each melon, erect teats ; thrusting into his palms, he squeezed harder, fascinated as the ; malleable shapes changed under his manipulations. His hands moved over ; the expansive surfaces, squeezing and releasing, as Tanya's breathing ; grew deeper, more erratic.
; ; She wanted him inside her, but she couldn't rush him. Not this ; time. So she allowed him to continue exploring her hardened breasts ; for long minutes. When his tugging on her engorged nipples grew too ; much she reached up and, grabbing him by the ears, drew his head down ; towards her bounteous tits. Eagerly his mouth fastened over one large ; teat and he began to suckle the distended peak. Tanya groaned as her ; nipple slid between his wet lips and into the warm cavern of his ; mouth, the suction teasing it out longer and harder. Her hands clasped ; around the back of his head and pressed him tightly to her bosom. It ; was the moment Rhyull had waited for. Neither of the people in the ; room could see as one long tentacle slid through the open window and ; slithered around the edge of the sofa.
; ; As Ziggy moved his mouth from one engorged peak to the other he felt ; as though he was in heaven. Moments later he was. The whip-like ; tentacle lashed out to wrap about his neck and twisted. His spine ; snapped with deceptive ease and his body slid down past the mons he ; would never now explore, to crumple on the floor in a lifeless ; heap. By the time Tanya realised her companion wasn't taking the ; initiative and heading for her cunt, it was too late. As his head slid ; from beneath her hands, they fell together onto her tummy. A tentacle ; whipped about them binding them tightly together, while another twined ; around her neck, not to kill but to restrain. Her breathing impaired, ; Tanya managed little more than a loud croak as further tendrils ; twisted around her legs, making escape impossible. ;
; ; As his need was not as desperate as it had been on several previous ; occasions, he decided not to overwhelm this female immediately with a ; strong multi-tentacled approach. His experience with the purple-furred ; one had suggested that a slower approach improved the flavour. Slowly, ; almost experimentally, he sent one appendage questing over the back of ; the sofa to creep over the full globe of her left breast. Tanya ; whimpered at the touch on her sensitive flesh, flesh already in a high ; state of arousal from the inexperienced fumblings of her previous ; lover. The feeling as a hundred tiny suckers moved over her swollen ; peak was like nothing she had ever felt before. Incredulously she ; sensed her nipple regaining its erected state as her skin reacted to ; the stimulation. A low moan mingled with the snuffles and sobs.
; ; The tentacle curled below her breast, cupping it almost lovingly, ; raising it slightly as it supported the impressive weight. Steadily ; the appendage continued its progress, tiny suckers attaching and ; releasing in a maddeningly erotic motion over her receptive flesh. The ; familiar sensation of sexual arousal was almost soothing in its ; normality. Tanya's sobbing cries became muffled as tendrils of ; pleasure coiled into her mental awareness. As the thick tentacle ; completed its circumference of her breast, it began to squeeze gently ; into the resilient peak, contracting its circular perimeter and ; causing the heavy orb to bulge slightly. Suckers gripped and released ; in their turn, sending a rippling wave of pleasure round and round the ; swollen globe. 'Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm,' despite her ; predicament Tanya had to react to the expert arousal of ; her shapely breast. A trickle of sensation wandered through ; her groin which grew perceptibly warmer. A woman of ; simple needs, slave to the moment, she actively sought enjoyment ; and wherever possible avoided anything she didn't like. By ; keeping her eyes focussed on a point just below the ceiling, she ; couldn't see the thick, snakelike bands that prisoned her arms and ; curled around her upthrust tit. She could also avoid the sight of ; Ziggy crumpled at her feet. Her erratic breathing steadied, then ; deepened. Automatically her body reacted to a familiar stimulus, ; sinking lower into the cushions, her hips moving forwards to make her ; sex more available.
; ; Rhyull was aware of the changes. He also noticed the movement and saw ; her dress ride up almost to the junction of her well-turned thighs. He ; decided to investigate a new potential. Instead of following his ; normal pattern, a delicate tendril was sent questing around the ; sofa. Rising between widespread legs, it carefully gripped the hem and ; lifted the dress upwards to expose Tanya's naked mound. Certain that ; the evening would follow a familiar pattern, she had neglected to wear ; panties. Now her entire sex was revealed in all its ; defencelessness. Reflexively her hands tried to move downwards to ; conceal her nakedness but the appendage binding them resisted the ; movement. One hand managed to cover the carefully shaved surface of ; her pubis but much of her vulva was still visible between inadequate ; fingers.
; ; Leaving her dress bunched around her waist, Rhyull directed the ; tentacle to explore Tanya's exposed cunt. The tendril slid easily ; between two fingers and applied its suckers to the depilitated ; sex-lips. Tanya groaned as it quested over heated flesh, arousing her ; sexual appetite. Her eyes began to glaze with lust and her mouth ; parted as she panted with anticipation. Without conscious thought, the ; two fingers framing her cunt pressed down and apart to open herself ; up. Her inner lips glowed pink and shiny with excitement. Rhyull had ; not met a woman such as this before. His previous victims had needed ; far more stimulation before they started to release their psychic ; emanation but this one was actively encouraging him to feed. He ; obviously still had much to learn about these animals.
; ; The tentacle slithered easily through Tanya's juices to spread apart ; her inner lips and expose the erect bud of her clitoris. A low, almost ; feral growl sounded deep in the brunette's throat as tiny suckers ; fastened on the little nub and began to manipulate it. ; 'Nnnnnnnnnnnnhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ............ Urrrrrrrrrrrrhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ; ......... Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh ......' the shapely body spasmed into ; orgasm, mons thrusting forwards to greet the source of her ; pleasure. 'Oooohhhhhhh ...... yeesssssssss ......,' eyes unfocussed, ; thinking processes suspended, Tanya experienced the sensation while ; ignoring its source. Thighs splayed wide of their own accord, while ; fingers parted her sex-lips further, inviting more. Releasing her ; throbbing clit, the tentacle delicately traced down her channel until ; it reached the entrance to her vagina.
; ; Effortlessly the slender tip slid inside her cunt. Slithering deeper, ; slick with her discharge, it investigated inner walls, suckers ; applying themselves to her g-spot as the flared appendage began to ; insert its bulk, widening her muscle ring as it pushed into her ; excited body. Her chest heaved as she writhed beneath the ; stimulation. Nipples stood proud, thrusting out, seeking ; attention. With a quick tug Rhyull pulled her arms back over her head ; to leave her body fully exposed. Another thick tentacle circled her ; right breast, squeezing and rippling the hardened flesh. Delicate ; tendrils clamped onto her extended nipples and began to tug ; insistently on the engorged peaks. 'Aaaaarrrrgggghhhhhhhhhhh,' Tanya ; came again, her mind a formless sea of lust, no longer aware of where ; she was or who she was with. Barely even aware of who she was any ; more.
; ; Working slowly, in no rush to finish this feeding, savouring the ; emanations of such an easily aroused female animal, Rhyull worked her ; body steadily. While half a dozen appendages attended to her swollen ; tits and their inflamed peaks, more tentacles quested over her exposed ; body, seeking any way to further her arousal. Every part of the ; writhing form seemed to respond to his touch. Each new area of flesh ; that was stimulated pushed her arousal higher. Tanya moaned ; incessantly now. Even in her wildest fantasies she had never dreamed ; of so much pleasure.
; ; A new tentacle grasped her distended clitoris while the original one ; pumped steadily in and out of her vagina, triggering a fresh ; orgasm. Another tentacle slithered beneath her to explore the crevice ; between her buttocks. Finding the entrance to her anus, it worked its ; way inside and began to writhe about in the confined space, bringing a ; scream of pleasure as it played over sensitive inner walls. Rhyull ; sensed the vibrations at her throat and began to worry that the sound ; of her excitement would carry too far in the quiet night air. Quickly ; seeking to stifle the noise, he thrust a thick appendage deep into the ; gaping mouth. Tanya seized it with her lips and began to suck on its ; rubbery surface voraciously.
; ; Tirelessly Rhyull manipulated the squirming body with the full range ; of his assorted limbs. He was rewarded by a steady, seemingly endless ; flow of psychic emanation. Tanya drifted in her lust-soaked dreams, ; her insatiable body accepting every touch, every squeeze, and every ; thrust. Time after time her body shuddered into another orgasm but ; always she came back eager for more. Yet nothing lasts for ever. As ; the sky began to grey with the approaching dawn her movements slowed ; and her squirming grew weaker. Emanations faded slowly as even her ; almost limitless sexual capacity was used up. One final juddering ; orgasm wracked her body, her body jerked upwards arching her hips ; clear of the sofa to drain the last bit of pleasure from the ; shuddering intensity of her experience. Then she softly sank back onto ; the sofa and her spirit drifted away from the lifeless body that had ; experienced so much in such a short time.
; ; Satiated for the present, Rhyull lifted the two bodies through the ; window and carried them deep into the jungle. Within hours it was all ; over the camp that one of the boys had run off with an older woman on ; the staff. Such things were by no means unknown in such an ; environment, though it was usually a young girl smitten by the ; experience of an older man. It certainly gave them something to ; discuss in the Administration Building. So the stuck-up bitch wasn't a ; dyke after all! She was so horny that she hadn't even bothered to pack ; her clothes!