Page 52 of Tis the Season for Tentacles
Felix is quite handsome but also strange at times. I chalk it up to interspecies differences in communication.
Once we submerge ourselves in the water, the jets automatically turn on and the water bubbles around us.
Felix groans. “Damn, that feels good. I swear, I know I’m only thirty-five, but some days, my body feels ancient.”
“The waters here are said to have healing properties.”
“What, like a hot spring?”
“Yes, there are many underground thermal hot springs on this planet. They supply much of the heated water to the town’s residents.”
Felix sniffs at the water. “I can smell the minerals. Very cool.”
I gently pull Felix onto my lap so he faces me with his legs bracketing mine. Our cocks make contact once again and we both groan in unison.
Drawing him in for a leisurely kiss, I take my time savoring his delicious moans and whimpers that are all for me. Felix’s responsiveness excites me even more with every passing minute.
When he’s panting with need, I reach between us and begin to stroke our cocks together. The water helps with the glide, but I soon make use of the oil from one of the vials along the shelf by the tub.
Using my now slick hand, I jack us together under the water. When my pleasure nodules begin to vibrate, Felix throws his head back with a gasp. “Oh, damn. That’s amazing.”
My naturally self-lubricating tentacle pushes forward, swaying hopefully in the air.
Felix opens his eyes and stares at it with a mix of hunger and uncertainty.
“Would you allow me to pleasure you internally with my tentacle?”
Felix chuckles. “Wow, you can be adorably formal at the most amusing moments. I totally had a second there where I imagined an extraterrestrial version ofBridgertoninvolving polite tentacle sex.”
I blink several times. “Ah, I see. Nowyouare making a joke.”
He wraps his arms around my neck. “I am. But I only do that with people I like.”
My tentacle waves at him, not wanting to be forgotten, the tip glistening with clear
natural lubricant.
“What do you say?”
He starts to nibble on my earlobe, which is unexpectedly distracting.
“I’d be delighted to give your tentacle the honor of fucking me,” he says.
I growl.
He giggles, and it’s a sweet sound I haven’t heard from him before.
“Just be gentle and take it slow. It’s been a while since I’ve had anything in my ass besides my favorite dildo at home.”
Fucking galactic gods.The thought of Felix using a dildo on himself is even more distracting—and arousing.
“I will take it slow and keep the penetration shallow until you get more comfortable. Then we’ll see if you’d like me to go farther.”
Felix licks his lips and nods eagerly. “I’m eager to ride your tentacle to O-Town.”
I let out a startled laugh. “You are surprisingly naughty when you shed your inhibitions.”
“Sex should be fun and feel good. What’s the point in not being honest about what you want?”
