Tutoring Session
There was a nervous flutter in Tina's belly as she closed her locker, getting ready to go home. The mouse girl was nervous because tonight she was going on another date with her boyfriend. Well, he wasn't really her boyfriend, actually he was a football jock that she was tutoring in Advanced Algebra, every Wednesday and Friday. A blush flared across her cheeks as she remembered what had happened last time. They had just been getting going when her parents announced that they had to take her little brother to the doctor. Moments after the door closed, Tom had grabbed her and kissed her. Oh it definitely surprised her at first, but he was big, strong, and athletic, as athletic as someone his size could be. She couldn't resist it. Before she knew what was happening, his pants were open and she was giving him head.
It had been her first experience, well first with a male at least. It was a completely difference experience from using her toys. The way it felt, the warmth from it, the way it throbbed, tasted, and the way it...
Her blush flared up more, the red peeking through the gray fur on her cheeks. Just thinking about it had gotten her juices flowing again. After he left she went to her bedroom and got down into a serious play session with the few toys she had. It had been good, but it didn't quite hit the spot like it usually did. Maybe she'd ask him if he wanted to do something more tonight. It shouldn't be hard since he was supposed to pick her up after practice and take her to his place to study. She was sure that he'd accept her offer, what guy would refuse.
Biting her lower lip, the mouse clutched her back pack's straps tightly, she raced out towards where the buses waited. She really shouldn't think of things like that. Experience told her that it would only lead to disappointment. A new wave of shame and embarrassment swirled through her body as she glanced towards the parking lot, where most of the people her age were getting into cars or heading out with friends. Instead, she was having to get onto the bus and ride that home. Darting into the bus, she slipped into a seat and leaned against the window, letting her face rest against the cool glass.
That evening, Tina was just slipping her laptop into it's bag when a horn honked outside. A peek out of the window told her that Tom's truck was out there, parked crookedly on the street as it waited for her. Pulling her curtains shut, she looked at herself in the mirror quickly. She had changed out of her school clothes soon after getting home. Now she wore a shirt she had picked up a while back, one of those off the shoulder affairs in a light blue that her mother said brought out her eyes. With that, she wore a white pleated skirt that reached down to her knees. She didn't have a lot to show off, not like some of the girls, not to mention the cheerleaders. Biting her lip a little, she reached up and quickly undid the top button, showing off a bit more fur along her chest than she usually did. A fresh blush surged through her cheeks, coloring them a little. She had better leave before she started to second-guess herself.
Snatching up the shoulder bag, she darted down the steps quickly. The mouse stopped briefly at the doorway to the living room, "Tom's here to pick me up, we're heading over to his place so I can tutor him."
Her parents looked up from their seat on the couch as her mother asked, "Okay, have your phone with you?" To answer, she held up the plastic device and waved it as she headed outside. At first, the had expressed some concern about her heading over there, but the fact that she had her phone and that his parents were there more often than not eased their worries.
Hurrying out to the truck, she slipped into the passenger seat and looked over at the brachiosaurus that sat behind the driver's seat. Tom's cheek rested against his hand as he watched her slide onto the bench seat and close the door, putting her bag on the floor. Even leaning to the side as he did, his head was only inches from the roof of the truck. The defensive linebacker was truly massive, easily dwarfing his tutor. Almost bored, he reached out and changed gears, the truck lurching away from the curb with a slight bump. Sitting up a little, he turned off her street and onto the main road. They drove on for a minute in silence, metal blasting over his radio at a low volume. Tina shifted in the seat a little, trying to look relaxed. The cab smelled strongly of the dino, the scent of his musk and sweat seeming to be sunk into the very fabric. He had washed before coming, she could smell the soap on his hide, but he still wore the same thing he had at school.
Looking at him out of the corner of her eye, the mouse tried to say something to break the silence, but each time she did her voice caught in her throat. After two long minutes, she finally found herself about to say something when his hand came off the steering wheel and fell onto her thigh. The mouse stiffened suddenly at the feel of his large hand, seeming even larger against her small body, on her thigh. Her breath caught in her throat as his hand move down, pushing up her skirt enough that his hand could rest on the bare fur of her leg.
Tom had been a little surprised by how Tina dressed today, different from how she usually did. His mind flashed back to what his teammates had said when he told them about the last tutoring session, when she had readily agreed to give him a blow job Mark, the QB, had mentioned that he had a tutor kinda like the mouse before and told Tom some tricks to getting some tail. He didn't really believe the wolf, at least until he tried something and it ended with him busting a nut in the girl's mouth. Now he had more faith in the QB's tales of conquest. Looking over at the mouse, he waited a bit before reaching across the bench seat and grabbing her thigh. He could feel her tense up, but she didn't say anything so he kept petting her.
Pushing her skirt up, he let his rough fingers stroke the silky fur on her leg, a smile starting to form as he heard her utter a moan. Instead of continuing up her leg, he took her hand in his and guided it across to his lap. Tina leaned over a little as he pulled her hand, blushing more when it fell on his lap, looking up at him nervously. At a stoplight, he reached over and gripped the back of her head, leaning over to give her a quick kiss as her hand rubbed over his clothed lap. "Why don't you lay your head down and rest while I drive?" mumbled the male, his voice deep for his age. Nervously, she nodded and looked around, her cheeks hot with the blush as she ducked down. Smiling, the male leaned his body back some, moving his hand to rest on the back of the bench seat.
As big as he was and as small as the truck was, she didn't have to lean over a lot before her cheek was resting against his belly. Butterflies were dancing in her stomach as her fingers fumbled with his pants, being rewarded after a second by the sound of a zipper coming down. Licking her suddenly dry lips, she reached inside, fishing around for a moment before finding a button and undoing it. Like last time, the dino wore a pair of boxers. Just past their protection, she found a sheath, his manhood already standing out from it. With careful tugs and some coercing, she managed to get his length out, jerking her head back some as the length sprung free and slapped her on the nose. In the dim interior of the truck, lit only briefly as they passed lights, his cock seemed even more intimidating. She remembered it from Wednesday, and remember just how big it was, just like it's owner.
Tracing the semi-erect length with her fingers, she suddenly found herself thinking about how much it looked like him as well. The shaft was long and thick, thick enough that her fingers couldn't touch as they wrapped around it, which reminded her of his neck. Gripping it, she moved her hand to the base and felt it before sliding her hand back to the top. It was a little thinner at the top, which is why she could actually fit the thing in her mouth at all. Tina took a shaky breath as she felt it hardening in her grip, "Ar-are you sure that you can drive while I do this?"
He moaned softly as her question made her breath puff against his cock, eager to be serviced again. "Don't you worry about that, Sugar." Dropping his hand down, he ran his thick fingers over her cheek briefly. After a second, his hand moved to sett onto her rear, cupping the taut muscle there.
Last time she had done this, it had very much been in the heat of the moment, now things were moving slower and she could think about it more. Sniffing at his cock, she found it's scent to be heavy and musky, oddly appealing to her. Extending her tongue nervously, she licked at the edge of his glans, feeling him shiver a little and moan. The hand on her rear tightened a little, squeezing. Blushing, she closed her eyes and pressed her lips against the rounded tip of his cock, suckling gently on it.
Ever since last time, she had been curious about blow jobs, so she went online. It wasn't hard to find some guidelines, How To's, and videos about them, there seems to be an abundance on the subject of oral. Sitting up a little, she adjusted her seat belt so it didn't dig into her side before leaning over again. Propping herself up with an arm, she reached out and let her other hand run over his sac. Tina gasped when she felt how big the male's testes were, the leathery skin soft under her touch. Transferring her attentions up to his shaft she wrapped her fingers around it and began to stroke him like she saw in the videos. Taking a breath she ran her tongue around the crown of his flesh quickly. Tom moaned, some pre coming from his tip to glisten in the intermittent light.
His flesh had a strong salty flavor, which made her wrinkle her nose some, mouth hovering over his length. She could remember how his seed tasted now. While she didn't like it, she'd heard that it was an acquired taste. Taking a breath, she opened her mouth and pushes her head down, lips stretching to accommodate his girth. She closed her eyes and began to breath through her nose as she pushed down until she felt herself start to gag. Pulling back quickly, she started to stroke over his shaft as she tended to those first couple inches. Almost immediately, she tasted the stronger flavor as some more precum slipped onto her tongue. Ignoring it for now, she ran her tongue against his shaft and tip.
Tom leaned his head back as he felt the mouse wrap her mouth around his meat and start to blow him. It was actually harder to concentrate on driving than he thought. He'd had plenty of girls suck him off before and he'd jerked off in his truck, what guy didn't at some point, but this was a whole different ballgame. Looking down at her, he moaned when he saw the dark-haired girl bobbing her head up and down, stretched out across the bench seat. Stroking her rear, he felt her shirt ride up a little, his hand encountering the fur on her side. Licking his lips, the brachio male shoved her shirt up, letting his hand move under it. Rough fingers ran through her silky pelt before finding her bra, tugging it down. His hand, calloused from work and play, found one of Tina's breasts and gave it a light squeeze, fingers brushing her nipple. The mound was barely a handful for the big male, a bit of a disappointment, but not that it would matter too much.
Her breath caught in her throat when that rugged hand moved up her belly. Tina froze for a long moment as it tugged down her bra some, the hand grabbing onto her breast. Her nipple sprang to attention under the gruff touch. Pulling her head back, she let out a huffed moan, rubbing her thighs together. Not wanting to let up just yet, she dove back into giving him head eagerly. Her thin tail whipped behind her as her head bobbed up and down quickly. Saliva began to run out of her mouth, making his gray-green flesh glisten. Changing her grip some, she used it to her advantage, letting the moisture allow her fingers to glide over his flesh.
In some corner of her mind, Tina recalled something one of the guides had mentioned about humming during oral. Deciding it couldn't hurt to try, she started to hum with the music that her ears picked up. The fingers around her nipple pinched down as she heard Tom suck air in through his lips. Something about how he responded made her feel happy, excited bu how she was turning him on. Pumping his shaft faster with her hand, she turned her head a little, tongue lashing across his tip as she hummed giddily.
She was doing a surprisingly good job, each lash of her tongue and change of her grip send his hips pushing up towards her mouth. Inexperienced as she was, she didn't notice the signs as he drew closer to his peak. As such, she was caught completely off guard as he let out a low bellow, his member erupting inside of her mouth right as she pushed down. The first spurt hit against the back of her mouth, making her body jerk as she tried not to gag. Jerking her head back, the mouse let out a loud gasp as he fired his second spray, then third, both catching her on the face and neck. Closing her eyes against the onslaught, she quickly pushed her lips back against his tip, trying to catch what she could. He produced too much too fast and she felt some leaking out of her mouth as she tried to hold it in. The taste was still strange to her, not bad or good.
When he began to soften, Tina pulled her head back and blushed, feeling the warm seed on her face and hand. Her cheeks flushed hot when she realized how she must look. Glancing at Tom, she realized then that he had both hands on the wheel and was panting heavily. Sitting up, she quickly adjusted her bra and straightened her shirt. After a moment he managed to pant, "Damn, girl." That made her blush even more as she looked out the window.
"Um Tom, whe-where are we going?"
He was silent for a moment as he turned on his blinker and turned off the main road. Only when they were starting to bounce up the worn road, tires crunching over gravel did he grunt; "My parent's own a cabin up here, figure we could come up here and not be disturbed."
Her mouth went dry as he said that, heart starting to hammer in her chest. Tina looked from him up the dark road as the truck bounced and rolled over the rough road. She tried to get some words to come out of her mouth, but nothing more than ragged pants seemed to escape. Up ahead a cabin came out of the dark, lights rolling over it before the truck moved to the side, sliding into a car shed. The sound of him shifting to park made her jump a little as the engine was cut off. "Come on out," was the only thing he said as he opened his door and pulled himself free of the cab, the truck rocking as the much larger male got out. As if in a trance, she did as she asked, getting out of the truck and taking her bag with her. Tom stood in the doorway, fumbling with some keys before pushing the door open. Moving a step inside, he turned around and reached out, his hand sweeping around the mouse, gripping her rear, before lifting her up and into the shack. Guided as she was, Tina didn't have much of a choice as he shut the door behind her, casting them both into darkness.
"Tom, I d-du-dunno about...mmph!" her protest cut off mid-way as the brachio bull pulled her in close, lifting her up a little before pressing his lips to hers, thick tongue shoving into her mouth. Her feet dangled there as her hands pressed against his chest, feeling that wet muscle sliding around inside of her mouth. Holding her up in the air easily, she felt his thick body against hers as he started to walk. They only made it a few steps before her legs banged into a couch Tom broke the kiss and grunted, "Sorry." Fishing out his phone, he used it to light the way as she clung to him, panting as her head spun. She barely noticed where they were going until he sat her down, looking around with wide eyes.
The brachiosaurus clapped his hands, a lamp on the bedside turning on. Tina blinked at the sudden brightness, her ears picking up the sound of his belt coming undo and pants falling to the floor. She spun around in time to watch him strip off his shirt, muscles and flab rolling as he tossed it to the side and kicked his shoes off. A mixture of fear, excitement, confusion, and arousal swept through the mouse, keeping her silent as she watched his green-gray skin as it was bared. Looking at her, the male cleared his throat. Blushing so hot she was sure that her fur would burn, the mouse quickly wiggled out of her clothes, letting them fall to the ground. It was strange, like she was watching another person do everything.
He felt his heart leap some at the look on her face. Tina wasn't thinking right now, she was just going with things like she had the other night when he had her give him a bj on her couch. He had to keep the momentum up or else she might find the strength to dig in her heels. All it took was him clearing his throat before she started to strip down, rushing. As she did, he watched her, feeling his cock start to rise as that petite little body was revealed to him. Stepping up, his hands moved to grip her thighs as that skirt whispered down her legs to pile onto the floor. "Anyone tell you that you're fucking hot?" Pushing her back onto the bed, he moved with her as she moved up onto the mattress. Grabbing the band of her panties, he peeled them down, the scent of the rodent hitting his nose. Lifting her legs, he peeled the female's underwear off and tossed them behind him.
Rough hands grab her thighs and pull them apart as he cranes his long neck down, nudging the rodent between her legs with his blunt snout. He sniffed for a moment before letting his muscular tongue slide out across her privates. The taste was odd, making him wrinkle his muzzle. Releasing his hold on one of her legs, his fingers moved up to rub over her snatch. Resting his hand on her belly, the male rubbed his thumb over her lips. Her moan reached his ears, making him smile as he released her other leg, poking her lips firmly as his thumb continued to circle the upper edge of her mons.
She moaned as his fingers probed her body, eyes shutting as she gripped the pillow. Those rough fingers rubbed her body as his tongue licked against her pink lips. Tina arched her back a little and let out short, panting huffs as her hips twitched. There wasn't anything she could, or really wanted to, do as she felt one of those sausage-like fingers probe her entrance. Between that and the finger that was rubbing her, she could already feel her peak rapidly rising over her. Her fingers gripped one of the pillows, holding tight to it as she felt his tongue press against her and slide in, the thick muscle flexing as it penetrated her. It slid deep into her body, feeling far more exciting and fulfilling than her toys or fingers ever could be. She couldn't help but voice a whine as he pulled his tongue out, only gasping as his finger replaced it. The digit was thick, making her arch her back as she let out a deep moan, clenching her eyes shut.
Her stomach tensed up as he started to pump that finger in and out, tongue gliding over her lips. Tina arched her back up and let out a gasp, fingers digging into the bedsheets as she cried out, lights flashing in front of her eyes as she trembled. Her body clenched around the finger, each wave of pleasure sending her higher and higher up into the pleasure that overtook her. Panting heavily, something pressed against her wrists, and she was sure that she felt Tom moving over her, cool air washing over her body. "Oh God that was good," she managed to gasp after a moment, shifting her body some. The cool air continued to caress her body, but the hold on her wrists didn't change, something gripped her legs and held them as well.
Opening her eyes, she blinked a few times to before her eyes would focus. Her head throbbed, feeling as it were several sizes too small, but the feeling was fading away more with each passing second. Looking ahead, she could see an image of herself staring back, blinking in confusion. Looking around, she could see the interior of some sort of sphere. At least she thought it was a sphere, she could make out the curve of the inside. It was strange though, no matter where she looked, her body was reflected perfectly. It was like there was a camera aimed right back at her, showing off what it saw. With her brain still swimming, trying to process what it saw, she let her gaze roam over herself. She was completely nude, her pink nipples standing tall due to a mix of arousal and the cool air. Tina panted as she looked down, seeing her slit. What Tom had been doing left her lips open, moisture matting the fur around her privates. Some material, black in color, with a glossy finish, covered her arms and legs. It went up as far as her knees and elbows, holding her spread eagle. While she could move her hands and feet, the material wouldn't let her so much as wiggle her arms.
By then, her mind was starting to clear and the mouse was starting to panic. Tugging at the bonds, she let out a frightened whimper, eyes snapping around as the interior of her sphere rippled. Her breath caught in her throat as something thick and black extended from the ceiling and arched down towards her head. Tina opened her mouth to scream, but the tentacle lurched forward and plugged the end of her mouth before she could voice her distress. The material, whatever it was, pressed against her mouth, straining her jaws and lips around it's girth as it plugged her mouth. Panting, she let out a little whimper as pieces of the tendril separated from the main body and wrapped around her head, holding her there. Jerking against the bonds, she whimpered as something extended into her mouth, sliding across her tongue and towards her throat.
The tendrils around her head pressed against her scalp, holding her tightly as the thing in her mouth slipped into her throat, making her gag and heave in the bonds. Instead of pulling back, the thing continued forward, making her eyes water as her throat clenched around the intruder. Her stomach heaved as she tried to gag around it, feeling it slide even deeper. As it moved in, the tendril secreted something into her throat that made it and her gut relax. A cool feeling crept through her body like a morning's mist. Tina's jaws relaxed as she slumped a little in the bonds.
She could feel the thing in her mouth flexing, and when she glanced to the side, she could see how her throat bulged around it. The mouse wheezed some and looked up as a pair of smaller tendrils came down from the ceiling, extending to be a couple feet long before dropping down. They swam through the air like a pair of snakes before coming towards her face. Blinking at them, she felt it slow to register as the things pressed against her nose. Something inside of her panicked as they wormed against her nostrils, but the panic became lost in the mist. The objects worked into her nose, cutting off her air as they slid down her throat. The mist began to clear as her brain began to cry for air after only a few seconds. Tina voiced a muffled cry as the things moved in deep, their tails sticking just outside of her nose. A second later, she felt cool air rush into her lungs. She took a deep breath, feeling the air trickle through her nose and be fed through the things, which now formed tubes that led into her lungs.
She caught movement out of the corner of her eye and tried to look down at it. No dice, the tendrils wrapped around her head and the thing in her throat meant that she couldn't do more than wiggle her head a little. Remembering the wall, she looked towards it and felt her breath catch in her throat. A pillar, about a foot across with a rounded top, was extending from the bottom of the sphere and stretching up towards her. Whatever it was, it was a different color than the rest of the things that were holding her. It was a deep, reddish brown color and didn't have any of the gloss that the other objects had. The thing stopped about level with her knees, resting right between her legs.
As she watched it, a pair of tentacles shot out from the pillar, each a lighter red color, and wrapped around her thighs. They looked to be about as thick as two of her fingers put together and each had a spade shaped tip that felt along her legs. Something glistened on the surface of the things, giving them a slimy appearance. Wherever the things touched, her skin began to feel all tingly and strange. The feelers wrapped around her thighs as they moved higher, each searching along her gray pelt. The warm tip of one of the feelers touched her slit and pressed against her. The other one shot over and began to feel as well. Her body gave a shiver as the tentacles touched against her body gently, examining her. Thanks to Tom's fingers earlier, she was still worked up and those caresses felt very good. Not only that, but each touch of the things spread more of that slime over her body. The tingling spread into her body, making her feel more aroused with each second. Closing her eyes, she tried to ignore the pleasure that was starting to tickle at her body as one rubbed against the upper edge of her mons.
The pillar trembled a little as the top bulged and twisted, a larger tentacle growing from it and extending towards the female. It was thicker than either of the feelers, the tip shaped almost like a cone with a slight spiral to it. The vine was more fleshy in color, and was covered in a thin mucus that made it glisten. With the feelers to guide it, this new one moved right up towards her entrance. Spade tips pressed against either side of her pussy and spread it open as the probe moved up and pressed against her. Tina's eyes shot open as this new warmth pressed against her body, looking down right as the fleshy tentacle pushed forward into her body with a wet squelch. Frozen, she could only watch as it slipped into her body. She couldn't deny how good if felt inside of her, thick and warm. And the way it twisted inside of her, examining her inner walls. Several times, the female shivered as it ran across one spot or another that felt very good.
She didn't know that she hadn't been breathing until the tubes began to move and contract, forcing air in and out of her lungs. Taking a breath on her own, she continued to watch as it moved deeper, trying to figure out how deep it was inside of her. After a few seconds, she felt it nudge against something inside of her, pushing as it tried to squeeze through. The mouse gave a squeak and shuddered as a twinge of pain shot through her body. As if it felt her discomfort the thing pulled back, sliding out until it was just barely resting inside of her. It surged back into her and pulled back, starting to slip and slide inside of her pussy as it fucked her. Tina blushed hotly at the alien thing as it took her, the tentacle twisting to rub against those places it had discovered. She began to pant, breathing through the tubes, as every motion of the thing sent a new wave of pleasure crashing through her.
Not to be left idle, the feelers moved away from her twat and continued to feel over her body. One wound around her tail and began to quest under it, locating her tailhole after a brief search. Again, the other feeler shot around her rear, not wanting to be left out. Spreading her ass cheeks, the two felt around her pink starfish, probing it lightly. Tina wanted to shift, to try and get them away from her rear, but between the bonds and the pleasure that she was getting from the tentacle in her pussy, she wasn't in a shape to do much of anything. The pillar grew a second tentacle, identical to the one in her pussy, but after a second it became slimmer, stretching out as it moved under her tail. The mucus coated tip swirled around the ring of muscle, making her shiver as the cool air brushed over anus. When it pressed against her, the mouse's backdoor relaxed just enough for it to squeeze in.
With both of her lower holes being examined and fucked, the feelers began to feel around again. They were like a pair of curious snakes as they wound and rubbed along her body, constantly in motion. Her chest was starting to heave with each breath as she leaned her head back as much as she could. Despite her fear, the mouse was quickly becoming lost to the pleasure that was consuming her. Her rear was sore from the intrusion, but it was soon lost under the feelings of the thing inside it pressing against the other one through the thin wall of flesh there.
Tugging at the bonds holding her arms and legs, the mouse squirmed as she let out a deep moan. Her pussy clamped down around the tendril as she began to cum. Her anal muscles clenched down as well, but with that thing invading her ass, it sent an entirely new set of feelings coursing through her as her eyes rolled back, panting heavily. Her eyes rolled around, lost in the moment as the tentacle in her snatch trembled and began to pulse. A gush of something flooded her pussy, the bluish-white liquid seeping out of her pussy around the girth that was stretching it. Her body tensed in the alien holds as she was filled. Whatever was being pumped into her filled her veins with liquid fire. Her pleasure spiked higher than she'd ever dreamed, making her eyes roll back in her head as she spasmed. After the most intense climax of her young life, Tina slumped in her bonds. Panting heavily as her mind swam, she would swear that this was just a very vivid sex dream, nothing could be this all-consuming.
Nearby, Tom hung in a sphere of his own. Much thicker tendrils wrapped around his limbs, not only to support his larger frame, but to be able to restrain the much stronger male. He was feeling rather lucid already, eyes blinking slowly as the thing in his mouth stopped, feeling his throat clench around it slowly. It had squirted something into him and now he felt... groovy. The tentacle pulled back slowly as he relaxed, letting him breath normally as his head dropped forward. The brachio male watched as the sphere twisted and reshaped itself between his legs, lifting up into a pillar. His legs were spread a little by the multiple restraints holding them, letting the thing get within inches of his crotch.
A pair of feelers extended from the thing and began to stroke over his legs, their light touches reminding him of Tina. Moaning softly, he watched as his slit quickly bulged with his growing erection. One of the feelers found his slit and ran along it quickly, the other joining a second later. As they rubbed and stroked at his body, the dino's cock pushed free, pulsing as it hit the cool air. Feeling the change in his flesh, one ventured over, giving a pause when it found the spire growing from his opening. Casually, it wrapped around his base, coiling around his cock like a perverse barber pole. The spade-shaped head of the thing felt over his length, examining every last inch as it wrapped around him.
As if growing bored, the other feeler dropped to his testes, lifting and rubbing them. Tom moaned softly, licking his lips and watching as these things played with Lil'Tom. Under him, the pillar twisted and changed, extending a long, thick tentacle with a bulge on the tip. Gliding up smoothly, that tip angled towards his length and hovered there for a moment, reminding him of a snake watching it's prey. After just a moment, it pressed the rounded edge of it's head against his dick. He could feel something shifting against his length, opening up, as the thing pushed down his cock, making him gasp. It stretched and shifting, conforming to fit his length perfectly. The feeler shrank away as the tentacle took his cock down to the very root.
For a moment, it simply sat there, engulfing his member in its strange warmth. It was oddly dry, yet slick, at the same time, making him think of fine silk. Then it began to move. Well, move wasn't exactly what it did. The outside didn't budge at all, but the insides felt like a million tiny tongues were bathing his cock. The brachio's jaws fell open as he let out a deep moan, hips rocking slowly. The sucking stopped as binding tentacles wrapped up further along his thighs and a couple more grew from the walls to restrain his waist. Once he was secure, the thing on his dick started to work again.
Preoccupied as he was, Tom hadn't noticed that the feelers had abandoned his front in favor for his rear. They slid along the curve of his ass and crept under his tail, stroking around his pucker lightly. Pressing against his cheeks, they spread his rear some as second tentacle slipped up from the pillar. It's flesh glistened wetly with some type of secretion. The large male shifted some as it ran over his rear, the slime leaving an icy sensation on his hide where it rubbed. "What the?" he grumbled as he tried to look over his shoulder when something brushed over his tailhole. A blunt tip pressed against his tailhole, twisting quickly as it slipped into his ass.
His tailhole didn't have much of a chance to fight as the thing slipped right inside, making him yelp in surprise as it pushed into his rectum. "Fuck!" barked the male, gritting his teeth against the sudden intrusion. He'd played with himself back there a few times, mainly using his fingers, and he'd even fooled around with some of the other guys, but this caught him off guard. "Warn me next time," he huffed as the thing around his dick increased it's force, as if to apologize. It began to ripple around him, squeezing and letting that feeling roll up and down his cock as if someone were jerking him off. In his rear, the other one pushed up deep inside of his ass before sliding back down. When it pressed against his prostate, he let out a groan and arched his back, feeling his rod pulse.
The one inside of his ass began to rub around that gland, feeling like a huge tongue inside of his rear. Panting, he grabbed onto a pair of the tendrils that were wrapped around his hands, holding tight. Bolts of pleasure shot through him as both his cock and prostate were worked, making him strain against his bonds. Tom pulled against his bonds and let out a deep groan as his sac tensed up. His cock tensed for a moment before his release, spraying his seed into the suckling tendril in great gouts. The tentacle began to swell up around his tip as it collected his semen, the one in his rear continuing to rub around his prostate to get every drop it could out of the large brachio.
After what seemed like several minutes, the tentacles pulled away from him, making his hips twitch as he hissed through his teeth. Slumping in the holds, he panted heavily, having cum harder than he ever had before. Looking at the tentacle that had been on his cock, he would swear that it looked like it had a gallon of cum inside of it. Tom could only groan as his member softened, falling as limp as it's owner. In all the times he'd fucked something, he couldn't recall a single instance where it had been as intense as that. Rolling his head to the side, the brachio watched as one of the curved walls rippled before vanishing. There in another room, or chamber thing, was Tina. The mouse's back was to him and, like him, she was slumped in her bonds. Even from where he was hanging, he could smell the scent of her juices mixed with something vaguely fruity.
The tentacles holding him up began to slide along the wall, pulling him towards the opening. As he moved, the ones holding up the rodent gal turned her so that they were facing each other. Her glazed eyes looked up at him, staring past a vine that was stretching her jaws out. As he watched, the thing released its hold on her head and began to pull back. His eyes widened as he watched just how much was buried in the nerdy rodent's mouth. It looked like she had a couple feet of, whatever it was, stuffed into her mouth. After several long seconds, the pointed tip slipped out, leaving her mouth gaping as the mouse panted at him. She blinked and worked her mouth for ever seconds, "T-tom? Where are we?" Her voice sounded weak, as if she were drugged by something.
"I don't know, Tina;" he grumbled as he pulled at the bonds again. A wet slurping noise made him look down as the tentacle in her pussy pulled out, releasing a short gush of bluish fluids. Arching around, it rubbed the spiral-tip of it's length against his cock, making him gasp and arch his back as his over excited nerves began to tingle.
They could only watch, helpless, as their bonds pulled her legs apart and slid them around his waist, pulling him against her. The pair grunted as their hips were pressed against each others, Tom's limp erection pressing against Tina's stretched entrance. Even with the pleasant tingling, and rubbing against the hot little nerd's body, he still needed time to recover. More tentacles extended from the sphere, wrapping around their hips and pulling them against each other. Tom snarled, "Hey, Assholes! I don't know what you're up to, but a guy needs time to rest." Their bonds stopped trying to force them together, as if thinking for a moment. "That's much fucking better. Now why don't you just... what the fuck?" Feeling something on his limp dick, the male's head snapped down to look at his crotch.
A pair of the feelers had come up and were rubbing over his cock, spreading more of that tingling feeling over his flesh. Stiffing a groan, he arched his back, his body starting to respond a little. Evidently not fast enough for whoever had them though. The feelers wrapped around his base, one pressing against the underside of his cock and the other pressing against the top. Small tendrils extended from the pair, wrapping around his cock and forming a kind of fleshy cage around him. He let out a huff as something prickled against his flesh and the cage expanded out, tugging lightly at his length as if trying to make him erect. It wasn't that comfortable, but whatever they were spreading over his dick was making his head cloud up.
With the feelers wrapped around his length like a scaffolding, he was shoved forward as Tina pushed up. Supported by the tendrils, his cock finally sank into her used depths. Tom tried to gasp as he sank into her body, but his breath caught in his throat. Despite being stretched and filled by something at least as thick as his own cock, the mouse still felt tight around him, her walls clinging to every inch of his length. As he was pushed deeper into her, the goop left inside of her cunny squished around his cock, seeping through the feelers and coating his member. It leaked out around his thickness and coated her thighs, making her pant louder, chest heaving as her tiny body stretched around him. In less than a second, but it seemed much longer, he was buried inside of her up to the hilt.
Tom's head swam as he gasped for air, feeling his member engorge inside of the female and even press against the bonds the feelers presented. Whatever that stuff was, it was... he couldn't even find the words to consider how it felt. It felt like his body was burning from within, and his cock was so hard, it was like he'd been teased for hours before being plunged into the rodent under him. Looking down at her, he let out a guttural noise that sounded like a grunt, moan, and pant all rolled into one. Tina's body was trembling under his, her mouth slack as her eyes rolled back to show just the whites of her eyes.
Whoever was running the show didn't give them much time to adapt. After a handful of seconds, the tentacles jerked at their bodies, pulling them apart before smashing them against each other. Their motions were rough and jerky, as if some puppeteer were putting on some perverted show. Time and time again, they were ripped apart only to be slammed against each other with rough, bruising motions. Offering a growl, Tom tensed his body and tried to thrust into Tina on his own. The rubbery bonds pulling at them stretched, letting his body tap against hers before he was forced back. Gritting his teeth, the male tightened the muscles in his body, fighting against the hold as he tried to establish his own rhythm. For a long moment, the bonds tightened around their hips before releasing relaxing. As if they understood what he wanted to do, they withdrew from the pair to let them have at it.
Tom clenched his hands into a fist inside of the bonds and began to rock his body forward, uttering a wild-sounding growl. Without warning, the bonds on his arms withdrew from him with a quiet slurping noise. Tom barely noticed as his hands fell to grab Tina's body. One of his meaty hands cupped her rear as the other moved to rest against her back, pulling her into him. Each thrust drove a breathy gasp from the mouse as she trembled with sexual desire. Her small breasts bounced wildly, jiggling as much as they could as he sent shock waves rippling through her body. His balls slapped against her rear, looking nice and full once more, brimming with brachio splooge. They swung under his body like a pair of wrecking balls, slapping against her with meaty thwacks each time he jarred against her body.
Tina felt light headed, her mind reeling with an overdose of pleasure. She felt swamped under a sea of sexuality induced by the slime and the tentacles. Her senses were going wild, making her feel strangely disconnected. When Tom was pulled into the sphere with her, she recognized him enough to mumble a question, but couldn't quiet remember what. It wasn't until his cock was pushed into her and swelled with blood that she snapped back to what was happening. Their rutting started out rough and jerky, making the mouse wince, knowing that she would be aching tomorrow, if she saw it. After a moment, something happened and the tentacles withdrew from the football player, letting his arms wrap around her and pull her closer. Her bonds stayed on her body, supporting her as he drove into her time and time again.
Breathing in his musky scent, she voiced a weary moan as a different kind of pleasure began to writhe around inside of her gut. Nuzzling into the male's chest, she clenched her eyes shut and began to pant louder, each of his savage stabs opening up her body for more of this new ecstasy. She was holding on by a hair-thin string, barely keeping her mind above the boiling waters of bliss. Her insides clenched around the thick slab Tom powered into her as she looked up at him, mouth hanging open as she tried to catch her breath. His hands were rough, holding her body tight to him, and bruising her hide. Looking down at her, the male arched his neck down and kissed her with a force similar to that he was using to fuck her. His thick tongue drove into her lips, dancing with her more passive muscle as he growled. It only took a matter of seconds before lights flashed in her head and the her tentative hold broke. Jerking in his grip, she voiced a muffled squeal as her eyes rolled back into her head.
Hot damn, this was the best fuck he'd ever had, more than he could ever even dream of. Tina's hips pushed and nudged against his, her inner walls clinging to his dick and clenching around it. And the way her cheek rubbed his chest... Fuck, he didn't think it could get any better than this. Looking down, he saw her looking up at him with those doleful eyes of hers, mouth hanging open, just begging him to kiss her. Happy to oblige, he leaned down and pressed his lips to hers, shoving his tongue into her mouth. That seemed to be it for the mouse as her body tensed up in hi hold, her inches clamping down so hard on his dick, he thought she might break him. Her clenching was what sent him over the edge. Breaking the kiss, he threw his head back and let out a bellow as he came hard inside of her, his seed filling her to the point of overflowing. The fire in his loins raced through his mind, consuming him as he panted, slumping forward only to be caught by the waiting tendrils as he blacked out.
Tom stirred as something cold and wet ran down his side. Prying his eyes open, the male blinked in the dull light, feeling a warmth curled against his side. Looking down, he could see Tina on the bed next to him, illuminated by the nightlight in the bathroom. She was half-laying on top of him with her head on his chest. It was her drool that had woken him up, a pool of it glistening under her cheek and on his leathery hide. Moving her gently, he stretched out then stumbled to the bathroom as his bladder made it's demands known. Shuffling into the connected room, he made use of the facilities with a yawn.
Glancing towards the bedroom door, his mind flashed through the wild sex he'd had with the mouse, a smirk on his muzzle. He'd gotten between her legs pretty damn fast, and they went several intense rounds before settling down for a quick nap. A frown creased his muzzle as a snippet of a dream flashed through his mind. It had been pretty damn weird, involving tentacles and things probing him and shit like that. He really needed to lay off the hentai, or the junk food one. Shaking his head, he flushed the toilet and washed his hands quickly before moving back to the bedroom.
Tina had woke up and clicked on one of the bedside lights while he was in the can. The mouse knelt on the bed, her back to him and her cell to her ear. "No, I'm fine, Daddy. I'm sorry I didn't answer your call... We were studying late and his parents said I could use the guest room... Yes, I'm sure it's okay, and tomorrow is Saturday. I can get Tom to drop me off at home then... Love you too." She made a kissing noise before hanging up. Looking back, she saw the brachio male and blushed, pinning her ears back into her hair. "I, um, just had to tell them that I wasn't coming home tonight." Her eyes scanned over his body quickly, the blush deepening as she recalled what had happened that night. "I had a really odd dream though..."
Moving over, he pulled Tina close, making her squeak as her hands pressed against his chest, silencing the mouse with his hold and a kiss. The tension went out of her form after a second, the smaller female returning the kiss with a moan. He broke the embrace after only a few seconds before turning her around. Tina squeaked as the male positioned her with rough hands. Dropping to all fours, she looked back at him, the male's body towering over hers, illuminated by the bedside lamp. His shaft starting to stand up as he knelt behind her on the bed. Tom clapped his hands, throwing them both into the near-dark.
Tina trembled lightly as his hands fell to her rear, heavy paws kneading her rear. One of his sausage-like fingers ran along her thigh and down between her legs, prodding her pussy. Her large ears pinned back when his fingers found her still damp, outer lips already swelling. His dark figure loomed over her as he tried to align their bodies. Tom grumbled something about short girls as he tried to position himself, jabbing at her with his cock a few times. Finally, he had her move some so he could double up some pillows. With those stuffed under her belly, it lifted up her hips enough that he could get to it. Even lifted up, he still had to spread his legs apart to get low enough for his blunt tip to stab her entrance. Tom eased his hips forward a little, pressing against her hard enough so that he could move his hands to her hips.
"Ah fuck!" she yelled out as he rammed into her with a single, merciless thrust. Her blush flared so hot she thought her fur would catch fire as her hands clapped over her maw. Even as excited as she was, and after their previous sessions, he was still thick enough to stretch her walls.
Tom grinned down at her, "See if we can't get some more yells out of you." His hand moved to slap her rear, making her jerk as the massive, rough hand hit hard enough to make her flesh burn. Grabbing her thighs, the male began to hammer into her body, making the great bed groan within just seconds. The brachio male wasn't fast, but each of his sledgehammer blows made the headboard bang against the wall as the frame creaked.
There was no holding back for the jock as he pounded into her upturned rear. Fairly soon, the lewd noises of his thick pole taking her smaller cunt was filling the air. His dick slurped in and out of her body as she trembled, letting out a little squeak with each of her pants. There was no stopping this juggernaut of a male as he plowed in and out of her body. Each hammer sent his sac swinging against her, ending in a meaty slap as it hit her thigh or crotch. His grip tightened on her thighs, lifting her up a little before slamming her back into his harder body. Tom let out a deep groan over her as she moaned, enjoying how he was using her. The scent of their lust was filling the air, invading her senses and making her shiver in joy.
He didn't last long though, his hips hammering against hers faster for a moment before he pulled out completely. Sliding his cock up the crack of her ass, the brachio pulled her back against him as he let out a low, guttural bellow. With him shoved against her body like that, she could feel pulse after pulse as he hit his peak. Hot, thick cum sprayed onto her rear, coating her gray fur and marking her with his scent. When he pulled away, she started to sit up so she could go clean herself up. "Nah uh," he grunted, sounding nice and tired; "too late to shower tonight." The bed jumped a little as the male flopped onto his back next to her. Still blushing, she curled against his side and panted. In seconds, Tom's breathing deepened as the male drifted off.
Looking up at him, features lit only by the scant light coming from the bathroom, she saw that his eyes were closed. Tina laid her head on his chest and reached down, dipping a pair of fingers into her pussy, starting to move them quickly. She let out a quiet moan and wiggled her hips, remembering how good it felt to have him fucking her. As her fingers pumped in and out of her soaked snatch, her mind raced as it recalled everything they had done in great detail. Her mind raced as she breathed in his musky scent, panting louder now. Flashing back to the dream, she moaned louder, rubbing her finger over her clit and pumping her fingers faster. The dream had felt so real, the way that she was bound, how the things held her, how they violated her body.
Trembling, she bit back the noise of her climax as her juices coated her fingers, body shaking in her self-induced finish. Huffing, Tina lifted her fingers and licked them clean slowly before laying down with her cheek on his chest. As she drifted off, the mouse murred softly to herself. It had been a very good night, with a very vivid dream to top it off. Even if it did seem too vivid for a dream.