Chapter Sixteen #2
Spiro rested his hip against the wood I was sitting on, and fed me some more.
Then he spread me on the table again and placed bits of the dessert on various parts of my body.
With long licks, he ate them from my chest, my navel, and my groin, driving me insane with how something so simple could be so fucking hot with him.
He kissed my belly, reminding me how it bulged with his tentacle inside.
I was hoping he would fuck me as deep as before.
“Now, about the stuffing—” Spiro snorted, triggering my fit of giggles.
He plucked the olive oil from the basket and brought it over. “It’s extra virgin.”
“As far from me as possible.” I wiggled my ears.
Spiro chuckled. “Little brat.”
He popped the cork and spilled the warm, thick liquid on my chest and spread it with his hand.
With the bottle in his tentacle, he kept pouring as he massaged my shoulders, then my arms all the way to my fingers.
Spiro caressed my sides until it tickled, and I spasmed, laughing.
Then he moved to my thighs, kneading the muscles there.
Each caress was deliberately pressing on a place that I’d never known to call erogenous, but under his fingers I was a helpless ball of need.
With one of his upper tentacles, he was playing with my hole. Without going very far in, he was putting pressure, making me feel full. Was he thickening his tentacle inside me?
He kept massaging me with his hands, but when he reached my cock and languidly stroked it with slippery oil; I was panting again, on the verge of begging. Actually...
“Spiro…” I moaned. “I need you to fuck me…please.”
“I will.” Spiro pulled me so that my ass was at the edge of the table, then folded me in half with my knees to my chest. “Hold your legs.” He slowly removed the tentacle that had been stretching me. “Your hole is parted so beautifully for me.”
I hooked my hands over my thighs, bending myself farther, and gave Spiro a smug look. Flexibility was my one trait I was proud of.
With a growl, Spiro kissed my pucker, then licked along the rim and dipped inside. The wet, sucking noises he was creating filled the room as he devoured my hole with fervor and finesse. The sly water monster didn’t even need to emerge for air.
I shoved my fingers into his black-and-red hair, gripping fistfuls to anchor myself in the erotic yet animalistic dance he was doing between his tongue and my ass.
“Spiro, please!” I wailed, letting go of my legs and squeaking my fingertips on the table in search of anything to hold on to.
He emerged and wiped his hand over his mouth, wet with his saliva and glistening with olive oil. “I could eat your ass for breakfast every day.”
If I had half a working brain cell, I’d make a joke about cannibalism, but all I could do was mouth a broken “please.”
Spiro stood up and lined his upper cock with my hole and pushed. The tip of the thick monster of a dick slipped in, and Spiro paused. “Is this okay?”
“Yes! Ruin me.” I want to remember this forever.
Without missing another beat, Spiro rocked his hips, going in deeper, stretching me impossibly wide. His tentacles danced around him, creating an image of his floating above me like a tentacled sex angel who’d come to fuck me into oblivion.
Spiro clenched his jaw as he splayed his hands on my thighs, driving into me with steady, rhythmic movements. Then, he pulled out.
I let out a gasp born of surprise and emptiness, but it didn’t last long because Spiro replaced his upper cock with the lower one and fucked me even faster this time.
The thick monster dick that had just been inside me, now lay on my abdomen, glistening and hard. I pulled it against my own dick and wrapped my hands around both of them, stroking slowly and steadily.
“Fuck, Kaos.” He thrust into my ass and into my grip simultaneously, creating delectable friction between our dicks.
I was full of Spiro and this time I wouldn’t be able to hold on to my orgasm even if he ordered me to.
“I’m coming.”
“Yes. Come on, my Kitten, join me.” He tensed and released a load from his upper cock, shooting it across my chest.
It hit my lips, and I licked it automatically. The scent of my lover in the air, the taste of his cum on my tongue, and the feel of him truly ruining me for anyone else, sent me flying over the edge.
I erupted into incoherent screams that consisted of Spiro’s name and an array of blubbered curse words. I came all over myself, and Kaos fucked me throughout as my hole spasmed around his dick.
He met my gaze with his glowing eyes and said in a whispered growl: “Kaos, my Kitten.”
Spiro was coming from the cock inside me. I was sure of it from the trembling of his entire body.
I imagined him filling my guts with that insane amount of cum I’d seen him spurt before.
Grinning, I squeezed my ass, and I could swear his eyes rolled back for a moment.
Spiro pulled out, but I didn’t feel as empty as before. I clenched as tight as I could, but I felt his cum leaking out of me anyway.
“Come here, Kitten.” Spiro cradled me to his chest and stood up.
A squeak against the floor announced that he’d almost lost his balance. He caught himself on the table with tentacles, then walked slowly toward the large jacuzzi in his bathroom.