Flesh Project 24 - Dream Girls

Story by Flesh_Seraph

FLESH PROJECT 24

DREAM GIRLS

(Author's note: Feedback and PM's welcome. This is done for two reasons- because I enjoy it, and to entertain people who enjoy the same things as I do. Don't be shy- one good way to keep a writer writing is to let it be known that you like his or her work. Suggestions for this saga/future projects are always encouraged. Have a favorite character you want to see more of? Chime in!.)

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Setsume shuddered and gasped as her body vibrated under the sliding lengths of a dozen fleshy tentacles, each one segmented and glistening with a whitish sheen of greasy fluid. As they crisscrossed and cradled her, painting her in oily residue, she could not remember how she had come to be in this position. She only knew that something sexually-charged and astonishing was happening, and that Lorelai, sight unseen, was likely responsible.

Her glorious teenage nakedness was suspended in mid-air, wrists and ankles bound tight by the fleshy, hot, segmented pinkness of several thin and extremely strong tentacles. Others were holding her body up from below, pressing against her back and tight buttocks to keep them elevated. Her entire body shone with their emissions, and droplets of semi-clear lubrication would occasionally patter down from her bronze skin and toward the floor.

She was bound, prone…and completely greased up for what might come. Setsume’s beautiful legs extended seemingly forever in horizontal limbo, forcefully pulled taut and open by small clusters of thinner tentacles. As she gasped at the sensation of these ribbed appendages, the tentacles coiling and sliding around her midsection and torso opened their mouthlike tips and disgorged oily wads of lubrication, splattering the already shiny dickgirl in another shower of hot, translucent cream. These lengths seemed to have a mind of their own, following their emissions down onto her body, smearing tentacle-ejaculate over Setsume’s pert breasts, and sliding playfully in the wet valley between.

Setsume’s skin tingled. Her cock was rock hard and flat against her chest, the shaft and ballsack already slick with sperm-like tentacle goop. Despite her efforts to remain sane and docile, she had already begun helplessly adding her own pre-cum to the moisture between her breasts, and could only watch, ashamed, as more and more of it dripped lazily from the twitching pisshole of her two-foot dick. The tentacles holding her aloft jostled her underside with their probing edges, causing her teenage body to jiggle tantalizingly, especially in the ass and tits, while simultaneously sending a spray of oily droplets cascading off of her perfect form. These fallen amounts were soon replaced as the coils and lengths wrapped around Setsume continued to discharge hot, sperm-smelling grease upon her.

Abruptly there was an alien sliding sound from the blackness of the periphery, and twin tentacles, thicker than the rest, approached out of the darkness. Setsume watched as these newcomers closed in and noted that they had wet, suction-like mouths with smaller, anemone protrusions poking out around each orifice. She had just enough time to register what seemed to be a humanoid form standing in the darkness, looming in the place where the tentacles had originated, before the two new and lubricated flesh ropes battened on her and clamped down on her nipples, one mouth on each.

“Uaaaaaaugh!” Setsume gasped, and threw her head back, causing droplets of sweat and fragrant oil to fly. The sensation was…incredible. Her nipples were being pulled forcefully outward in a pulsating, sucking rhythm, and the protrusions around the slurping mouths were vibrating her titflesh in unspeakably erotic ways. Setsume knew she shouldn’t enjoy her helpless predicament, but the smell in the room, the wetness on her skin, and the mauling of her perky breasts caused her mind to betray itself. Her mouth opened in repeated moans as the newcomer tentacles pulled and sucked on her greased-up chest, stretching her tits into cone-shapes for agonizing seconds before relaxing and slurping gently at her, only to repeat the process moments later. Periodically, cascades of semi-transparent tenta-cum would sluice down the side of each of her breasts- for it seemed that these hungry tit-molesting lengths were bathing her nipples in fluid even as they sucked and teased her.

Setsume felt a tentacle brush past her asshole and exhaled with fear and excitement, barely managing to keep her wits about her. How had she gotten into this predicament? Was Lorelai the figure back in the darkness? These questions were forgotten as another fat tentacle approached, this one bearing a cock-like head with a large, cum-dripping pisshole, and poised itself j

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