Page 18 of Captured By the Monsters
Regaining my footing, I swam back to the ledge he was somehow perched on, curiosity bubbling up.
Now, I might not have seen a cock in person, but I knew what they looked like—and this was not like any human penis I’d ever seen or heard of. Easily twice the size and jet-black in color, the sides had distinguishing bumps in a row while the underside sported deep grooves and ridges. There was no discernible head, only a slit.
Nestled inside the seam was a pearly bead of precum, demonstrating Rowen’s acute arousal. Would it hurt to try things out while I’m stuck down here?
My curiosity got the better of me, and I leaned forward to taste the glistening drop of cum. Surprised at the sweet flavor, I lapped at the slit for more. It tasted like…marshmallows! I had only heard of human jizz being salty, and I kind of felt bad for all the human women missing out on this much more enjoyable version of cum.
I opened my mouth to take more of Rowen’s cock, before feeling the weight of all three of their stares despite not being able to see their eyes. Instantly, I shrank back, uncertain. Maybe I was doing something wrong…maybe I wasn’t supposed to initiate contact?
“I’m sorry,” I apologized irrationally, making Rowen’s lips turn down into a frown.
“Why?” he wondered.
“I-I don’t know. I feel like I did something wrong—”
Axton floated over to put a finger to my lips. “Never apologize. We belong to you, just as you belong to us.”
I was glad his finger prevented me from arguing. I wasn’t theirs, but some crazy part of me enjoyed the thought of them being mine.
“We want you to feel comfortable and safe.”
“And we definitely want you to explore,” Rowen hinted blatantly, his cock bouncing in anticipation. If I could see past the shadows obscuring his features, I’d bet he had a shit-eating grin on his face.
I nodded, and Axton moved back. Heart racing, I lowered my mouth around the tip of his girth, sucking inward. The monstrous man hissed in pleasure, and I felt an answering surge of need shoot straight to my pussy. Working my way down, I learned through touch what he liked.
It was hard, I couldn’t lie. The width of him was tough to work down, and my jaw had a dull ache at being forced open so wide, but I wouldn’t give up.
My time here would be brief, but I would look back with fond memories of the emboldened confidence I found here, and the sensations these monsters and I had pulled out of each other.
My tongue loved the feel of the bumpy ridges underneath his cock. Also, the intriguing knobs that ran along the sides, eight all together, enlarging in size the closer to the base of his length I got…which arguably wasn’t very far.
Fisting him with both hands, I tried my first attempt at using my hands on a cock of any kind. The silkiness of his skin made it easy for my hands to glide up and down while my tongue laved the top inches. It was giving my jaw a much-needed break, and my efforts were rewarded when Rowen thrust back and forth, fucking my mouth slowly. I hummed around his circumference, making him rumble in appreciation.
I was shocked at how much I was enjoying pulling these sounds from him. It fueled me.
Was that wrong? Even if it was, I wasn’t sure I cared right now.
Faster and faster my hands moved as I tried to go down further with my mouth. Every grunt of pleasure Rowen emitted made me wetter. I clenched my legs together to find a semblance of relief, but the movement only created a tantalizing friction that heightened my desperate need.
Just when I thought I was going to combust, Rowen roared a garbled warning that he was coming before unleashing a torrent of hot cum inside my mouth. I swallowed hungrily, savoring the sweet flavor that was akin to candy. My drowsiness abated at the taste, almost as if I was getting a sugar rush.
I pulled back, smacking my lips in satisfaction. I could do that every day and not get sick of it, and I wondered if blowing a human was anything like blowing a monster. I had a sickening feeling that it wasn’t, and when I did make it home, I would find all my sexual encounters…lacking in comparison.
Suddenly, the crystal’s light diminished once more, alerting me that one of my monsters was gaining energy from it. The scent of campfire and cologne filled my nostrils as Sylan sauntered over, his cock very much present, and I realized he’d granted my unspoken wish.
All I wondered now was if all monster cum tasted the same.
What had gotten into me? I wasn’t thinking straight at all anymore.
