Eating Frenzy

     It was a playful evening with a rescued alien creature when she started having inappropriate thoughts with him.

     Nobody else was left in the facility and she just finished locking the place up. She came back and uncaged the creature to keep her accompanied for the night.

     She’s been knowing the creature for a couple of months since the rescue. It was she who mostly treated him and became quite familiar with each other. Petting and snuggling were a common routine. So in the midst of their usual cuddling, she figured a little more intimate nuzzle shouldn’t arouse any weird suspicion from the monster.

     She began letting the morphing creature’s lively flesh and tentacles ‘accidentally’ slip inside of her clothes that concealed her private parts. The clothes went off a layer at a time, the sensation gotten richer, she became excited and filthier, playfully moaned and grind.

     Then, along with the excitement, she began to realize he distinctively undressed the last layers of her clothes, bounded her body where she laid him and has been ‘eating’ her rather increasingly vigorously. 

     The alien quickly revealed himself that he wasn’t an innocent creature who a pervert like her could naively play fetish and nothing naughty would come back at her in return. He knew what she wanted and what she was doing, another pervert who’s been watching, learning and imagining.

     And he was eager to give her what she just earned.

     She was intimidated, knowing what the creature can do. He was hard, firm and rigorous. She knew not only that she was in too deep to forcefully escape, she’s seen him being able to easily devour much stronger meals than herself.

     But for how tightly he held her, he was not intrusive. He stroked her, mostly. Licked and teased her. With delicate parts of her body in his mouths, he sucked and rubbed her skin and tasted her.

     For how long and well she knew him, she trusted him enough to know that he wouldn’t hurt her. And atop of that, she felt with her body that he was making his best effort to make her feel good to be snared inside of his mouth.

    She thrusted her crotch, twisted her waist and stretched her neck, tugging and struggling to match the waves of heavy and hot wet slimes spreading on her soft skin where hundreds of intoxicated tongues stirred her spry frame trapped inside of his maw.

     It was a bit of wrestling to escape in her part, playing a prey trapped by an overwhelming monstrous horror, letting herself feel more helplessly seduced, also mostly to press her clitoris into those tantalizing internal organs of an alien monster.

     Soon she submitted to the inevitable, spastically screamed and violently quivered in the anticipation of the climax as her slimy vagina was throbbed by the slippery tentacles.  

     She allowed penetration, awaited her inside to be perverted by his tongues. But her early violation was held back when most of the tongues withdrew from her crotch instead, only leaving tips of them faintly stroking her.

     She fell into a hysteria, jiggled in spasm, squirted liquid out of her blooming vagina while she viciously drove it back and forth, tried to find something to push her clitoris hard until it’s satisfied. From the lingering hot air, drooling slime and some of the tips she felt on her wet lips, she knew everything she lusted for was inside of this mouth that’s gobbling her entire area between her legs. But there were only the tease. It was so close. Yet she could not sate her violation without him letting her.

     This was the first time she screamed “No” repeatedly. She begged him to let her come, pleaded and moaned saying “eat me”, while fully aware that this alien pervert is profoundly amused by her sexual desperation. He had her in his grip, let her scream for him while he watched her body danced for more.

     As much as this was driving her crazy, she found her situation rather erotically engaging. He knew what turned and drove her on so well.

     The alien who seized her was a monster that she should rather be horrid by for his predatory nature instead of erotically fantasize and consent to intimately perverted by. But her fazing mind simply wanted more of this, become oblivious of the fact that she had completely lost control of this turn of event.

     He, of course, did not let her linger for too long. With her half-finished orgasm still looming about her body, it wasn’t difficult to kindle her moan and arousal. His mouth’s suction began pulling large parts of her sensitive skins, vehemently licking as much as he wanted to see her squeezed and twisted, then withdrew a little whenever she’s about to reach her orgasmic frenzy. She squirmed longer each time and more violently.

     Then after a couple of more dances, he did not stop her climax. He pressed on further, even began to slowly wiggle opened her vagina and pervade her as he licked through it. Her body held more closely and firmly by the tentacles, enfolding her slim frame with anticipation. The built up orgasm was insanely heightened when she was finally allowed to release it. All she could do was chock out of breath and spasm.

     His tongues inside, tasting and lurching. She poured and squirted huge amount of water into his mouth. Vile and wicked tongues were showered by the liquid. And from it, the monster could taste the scent of a delicious young frisky girl as peppy and luscious as her flowery flesh from the inside. 

     Her mind faded in and out of her consciousness as the demonic creature who’s become madly in lust for her tenderly devoured the lively feminine flesh, amply stimulated her orgasms she flourished as she responded with her warm honeyed fluid.

     Overwhelmed by the moments of joy and sate, she was fairly sure she passed out at some point. But it was difficult to tell because her orgasms continued even after her consciousness came clearer. Her body’s sensitivity was massively intensified and any stimulation would cause her to spasm. And at this amount of tentacles on her, all she could do was moan, laugh, jiggle and wiggle.

     She’s familiar with her own body being spastically sensitive by every touch or movements after a climax. But even then, she can almost say she was in pain and exhaustion at this point. But she was enjoying this too much, addicted. If anything, she thought this was hilarious.

     Still being absolutely dominated and perverted, she sensed he was going for another slither. Any thought of calling to stop has escaped with anticipation. She gave him a hint for another position she wanted to play, and eagerly seated inside of the alien mouth to see what else can happen in it.

     This was a dangerous creature. And she was fully aware that what comes inside of his mouth usually never gets to be seen again.

     And that has been her entire crotch and hips, another one had her breast, others had her limbs. She felt its inside and he even occasionally let her see it. Hot, gunky and wiggling with her own delicate body parts in them. Usually she’d be disgusted or frightened by this. But for some maddening reasons, she thought she looked good in it, felt right to be eaten by him. And it has been indescribably pleasant.

     The monster craved more of her. She tasted good, her moans were alluring and struggles were addictively rewarding.

     Perverts and violations, but two very different species. Not often they get to do this this amusingly. Maybe a little more is okay…

     Some hours later, they have been trying various stimulations and some intermissions in between. After that much of exhaustion, she needed some water and food as well, which she was given plenty.

     Afterward, the morning came. She needed to open the facility again and head home to rest after the ‘night shift’.

     She took the security hologram footage of her and the creature’s scene. She deleted… no, moved to her personal drive and erased it from the security storage. Then she said a quiet and secretly hinting goodbye to the creature for now.

     Another night shift she volunteered came early. The facility locked and the creature released.

     The footage she stole, she’s been watching it ‘intently’, imagining a couple of roles she wanted to play with the creature. Fortunately for her, she need not only imagine.

     She noticed the creature was having something similar in mind. There were a couple of new evil and visceral looking tentacles that she’ve never seen before. And they looked like they’d fit perfectly on her.

     She was curious and intrigued. What can they do to her? Only one way to find out…