Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 149470 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 747(@200wpm)___ 598(@250wpm)___ 498(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 149470 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 747(@200wpm)___ 598(@250wpm)___ 498(@300wpm)
“Well, I mind,” Sir said, frowning. “I specifically said ‘no fucking.’”
“But…but don’t you think it’s…good practice for me?” I panted. I was having a hard time thinking as the tail continued to thrust deep inside me but I knew I had to make my case. “I mean, you’ll be fucking me soon enough— isn’t it good for me to be…to be fucked by something almost as big as…as your cock so my pussy can get used to…to how it feels?”
Sir shook his head.
“Little one, you could talk your way into anything, couldn’t you?” He sighed. “Very well—up on your hands and knees and spread your thighs wide. If my candalla is going to fuck you, let him do it properly.”
Biting my lip, I got to my hands and knees as Sir directed. He had me scoot forward and kneel over his lap, so he could watch me being penetrated and he told me to spread even wider for his candalla.
Obediently, I did as he said. Hanging my head, I spread my thighs wide, opening myself as much as I could for the thick tentacle pounding into me. I even titled my hips back, giving it even better access to my open pussy. The candalla was fucking me harder now, thrusting as deep as it could inside me each time.
My breasts, which hung down in this position, swayed with each rough thrust. Sir took the opportunity to capture my nipples with his long fingers and tease them as his tail fucked me.
“Oh!” I moaned as I felt my pleasure climbing higher. “Oh, Sir, I’m so close!”
If only he would touch my clit—if he would rub it, just the tiniest bit—I was sure I would go off like a rocket! I knew Sir must be hearing this thought, since he was touching me, but he only shook his head.
“No coming, little one—I will not compromise on that,” he said firmly. “Gods, your little pussy is wet and warm around my candalla.”
“He…he’s fucking me so deeply, Sir!” I moaned, arching my back as I took the tail deep in my pussy. “Oh God, I’ve never had anything so big inside me!”
“But you must learn to take something even larger, little one,” he reminded me. “That’s enough now—he’s about to come in you,” he added. “Open yourself and take what he shoots deep in your pussy.”
“I…I’ll do my best,” I gasped. Tilting my pelvis back even more, I lowered my forehead submissively to Sir’s broad thigh and raised my ass high in the air. At last, I felt the tip of the tentacle thrusting deep inside me and find the mouth of my womb. And then it swelled even bigger and something hot and wet began spurting deep inside me.
“Gods, little one,” I heard Sir half groan and I knew he was feeling pleasure too, as his candalla filled me. I couldn’t help wondering what it would have felt like if it had been his cock inside me, instead of his tail. I especially wondered about the pleasure spines on his heavy balls—the idea of them “stinging” my inner pussy folds and throbbing clit as they slapped against me with each thrust was strangely appealing.
“Good girl,” Sir murmured, stroking my back with one hand as he continued to tug my nipples with the other. “You’re such a good pet, little one—opening yourself to be fucked and filled like this.”
“Yes, Sir!” I moaned breathlessly. “You…you can fuck me and come in me whenever you want.”
“I will,” he assured me as spurt after spurt of the hot liquid filled me. At last I began to feel I couldn’t hold much more. But just as I was thinking that, Sir spoke again. “All right—pull out of her now,” I heard him tell his candalla. “Let me be sure you haven’t filled her womb with breeding cream.”
Reluctantly, I thought, his candalla at last pulled out of me. A warm, wet rush followed and I felt my thighs being coated with the slippery lubricant it had shot in me before. This time, though, it seemed to have a slight, golden sheen to it that glimmered in the light of the living area.
Sir bent his head and had me spread even wider so he could examine the inside of my pussy.
“All right,” he said at last. “There may be a trace of breeding cream, but not enough to cause any mischief.”
“What…what does the breeding cream do?” I asked, lifting my head to look up at him. I felt rather shaky after the deep fucking I had just endured, but my body still wanted more.
“If my candalla had shot a full dose of breeding cream inside you, it would make you crave my cock and my seed,” Sir told me. “But as it is, you’ll probably just want your pussy filled again very soon.”