by D. L. Savage
Layla writhed and sighed as the cock and balls just grew and grew, becoming even bigger than Jared’s – growing in fact until they were thebiggest I’d ever set eyes on by far. Her cock was easily seven or eight inches long and as thick around the shaft as a soda can, while her smooth round balls were big and full, resting heavily on top of her pussy lips, so large they almost covered them completely.
I simply couldn’t tear my eyes off her brand new junk.
“You like?” she purred, her voice low and sexy now.
I nodded, transfixed. It was crazy. It had to be the most gorgeous cock I’d ever seen. I mean, I guess I hadn’t seen that many but up until that moment dicks wasn’t something I’d ever really got turned on by. I mean, sure, I loved the feeling of a cock inside me, but this? This was different. This thing was actually ... beautiful.
“Go ahead, sweetie,” she teased. “You can touch it if you like! It doesn’t bite.”
I could feel my whole body trembling with fresh excitement as I crawled towards her on all fours, falling once more between her legs, that huge throbbing cock just inches from my face. I reached out and took it timidly in my hand, my fingers unable to even curl halfway around its meaty girth as I began to softly and sensuously stroke it up and down.
Layla let out a low moan, and I watched in delight as it grew even biggerin my hand, the pearly pink head pulsing out a huge clear drop of pre-cum which oozed down the shaft, creating a lube which I used to jack her with.
And as I slowly and sensuously stroked her gorgeous cock, I just knew I had to have it in my mouth. Up until that moment, I’d only ever thought of blowjobs as something to do to get a guy off – to give him enjoyment – but right now, this was all about me. I wanted nothing more than to feel that thick hot cock filling my mouth completely.
So I brought my head forward, savoring the sweet musky scent of her cock and balls and pussy as I extended my tongue and took a slow, sensuous lick all the way from her silky smooth balls right up to the glistening head of her cock, before letting my lips slip around the tip for a half second, before I pulled my mouth away again with a big wet pop.
I licked my lips eagerly, tasting her – realizing with a shiver that her cock tasted just as sweet and sexy as her pussy.
Which reminded me! I pushed my head back down again, this time taking her big round balls in my fingers and lifting them, savoring their weight, and sure enough, there beneath them were her meaty pussy lips, totally soaking wet and glistening with her juices. God, her balls felt so damn full and heavy in my hand, and with a soft moan, I gave in to a brand new urge, stuffing my face right between her legs, letting my tongue flick up and down her pussy lips as I nuzzled her big juicy balls with my nose.
And as I did it, I reached up with my left hand and took her thick shaft in my fingers, jacking her dick as I nuzzled her balls with my face and lapped her pussy with my tongue, feeling sharp flashes of pleasure run through my body – just from the sheer thought of how dirty and kinky I was being right now.
When I’d had my fill, I brought my mouth back up again, this time wanting to finally take her big juicy cock in my mouth. I parted my lips as far as they’d go and then brought her dick towards my face, shivering with pleasure as I outstretched my tongue, feeling that smooth bulbous cock head sliding heavily against it as I guided her deeper and deeper into my mouth.
For a moment I worried that I might not even be able to open my mouth wide enough to fully fit her in, but I felt my lips stretching wide around her shaft as I guided her right to the very back of my mouth, almost into my throat.
I let out a stifled moan as she began to softly buck her hips, gently fucking my mouth with her big juicy dick. God, I felt like such a total slut. This was not at all what I’d been picturing when I’d fantasized a night out at Candy Palace – but it was so much better. As Layla slid her big fat cock in and out of my mouth, I reached down and began toying with my aching pussy, working my swollen hard little clit in fast urgent circles, my whole body trembling with pleasure now.
In fact, it only took me a few stokes before I was coming, my groans and moans stifled by Layla’s beautiful cock, her heavy balls slapping against my chin as she continued to fuck my face and throat. And as the last of my own orgasm was still crashing through me, I felt her whole body stiffen and begin to shudder. Suddenly she held my head in place tightly, letting out a long low cry of her own, and then a moment later I felt my mouth and throat become flooded with hot cum, in squirt after squirt after squirt. I could feel her cock pulsing and throbbing as she shot the hugest load – so big in fact that it began to flood out of my mouth and down my chin, but I gulped back as much as I could, actually enjoying the taste for once – because Layla’s cum was so much sweeter and juicier than any guy’s I’d ever tasted.
Finally she slid herself free of my mouth and we both flopped down in a sweaty tangle on the couch, catching our breath, our lips meeting a moment later in a sticky, satisfied kiss ...
“What even is that thing?” I asked once I’d finally caught my breath again. “I mean, is the plug what makes you grow a ...”
“I guess you could say it’s magic,” she smiled back. “I was given it as a gift a few years ago, back at the Candy Palace. It’s one of the perks of being a VIP member.”
“But how does it even work?” I asked, still totally confused, unable to quite believe what had happened, even though a quick glance down told me that Layla still had a big fat cock and balls between her legs, now limp but still pretty huge all the same.
“Oh, don’t ask me, sweetie,” she smiled back. “I didn’t invent it. I just like to have fun with it once in a while. You wanna try, too?”
And with this, she reached over and picked up the case, offering it to me.
I stared at the second plug, glistening in the low lighting of her apartment.
“Are you sure?” I said, trying to sound cool and calm, even though deep down I was rushing with fresh excitement.
“Take it,” she smiled.
I couldn’t believe it. Was this really about to happen? Was I really gonna experience what it felt like to have a big juicy cock and balls of my own?
“Just lie back,” Layla purred, “and let me take care of everything.”
I did just as I was told, lying back on the couch, spreading my legs for her, watching in curiosity as she lifted the second glistening plug from the case and brought it to her mouth for a moment, sucking sloppily on it, getting it all shiny and wet and ready. Then she positioned herself between my legs, and I watched as she brought her fingers between her legs, lifting her balls out of the way in order to grab some fresh juice from her pussy. She sighed for a moment as she plunged her fingers deep into her self, then turned her attention back to me as she began to gently work my asshole with her fingertips, lubing me up with her fluids.
I felt a little pang of embarrassment – I’d never let anyone touch me therebefore, and I found my body kind of stiffened up.
“Just relax,” she giggled, pushing her head right between my legs now.
I felt her parting my cheeks wide with her hands and then a moment later, I gasped as her tongue actually lapped against my butthole. Then I let out a second gasp, but this one wasn’t in surprise. This time it was from was pure pleasure. I groaned as Layla worked her tongue deeper into my ass, gently starting to fuck me like that, her fingers moving back to my pussy, lazily thumbing my aching clit as she fucked my butt with her long tongue. Wow. This actually felt pretty damn great!
“That’s it, honey,” she purred after a while, as she brought her face away.
I kind of wanted to tell her to keep going, but then I remembered all over again just what she was preparing me for. Finally she brought the bulbous plug between my butt cheeks and started to press it gently but firmly against my hole.
“Just relax and enjoy the experience,” she whispered, and I tried to follow her advice, letting my body relax as much as I was able.
To my surprise
, I actually felt my ass opening for her, and the coolness of the glass plug slipping inside me, deeper and deeper. I let out another groan of pleasure, realizing just how good it felt to be filled this way, my clit throbbing and aching desperately as Layla slowly plugged my butt.
“There, that’s it,” she smiled, “now don’t worry, it might feel kinda strange at first, but I promise you, it’s going to feel amazing in just a moment.”
She was right – it did feel strange: almost like some invisible hand was taking hold of my sensitive little clit and stroking it, tugging it out, further and further from my body. I groaned, as the weird sensations overcame me, my pussy feeling like it was swelling into a ball, my body fluttering with a weird mixture of pleasure and anticipation.
I gazed between my legs, and sure enough, my clit was actually growing – thickening and elongating, until sure enough it started to look like a cock. And beneath it, to my surprise, I was growing a big fat pair of balls, too, just as heavy and smooth and juicy-looking as Layla’s.
“Oh my god,” I groaned, as my pleasure became even more intense. And as it did so, I could feel my brand new cock growing harder and harder in response, becoming longer and longer, until it was jutting right up from between my legs, thick and hard and twitching, just as big and meaty as Layla’s dick, which I registered with a shiver was also now growing hard again, too.
She reached down and wrapped her hand gently around the shaft of my brand new cock and stroked it, up and down, just once, and I cried out as a flash of such intense pleasure rocketed through me that I almost couldn’t take it.
This was crazy. It felt like she was stroking my clit, only a hundred times more intense.
Layla laughed, letting go of my cock and letting it flop with a meaty thud against my belly. “Don’t worry, sweetie,” she grinned, “it just takes a little getting used to ... Here, how does this feel instead?”
And with that, she reached down and took my balls in her hand, cupping them and lifting them upwards, her fingertips brushing against my pussy lips.
I groaned and writhed. “That feels amazing,” I gasped.
“And how about this?” she continued, positioning herself now so that she was right there between my legs, gripping her cock in her hand and teasing the sopping wet opening of my pussy with her huge, pearly pink cock head.
“Even better,” I whimpered.
Then I cried out as I felt her actually slip her hot thick cock right into my pussy, stretching me so fucking wide I thought for a moment I might split in two. God, I felt so filled – with that bulbous plug in my ass and Layla’s meaty cock plunging deeper and deeper into my pussy.
I gazed down again at my brand new dick, which was hard and throbbing, pulsing big clear glops of pre-cum each time it twitched, feeling like it might burst with pleasure. I wasn’t even touching it and I could still feel it getting harder and harder as the sensations of pleasure flashed around my slender little body, growing more and more intense with each fresh thrust of Layla’s hips.
And as she plundered my cunt with hers thick cock, pounding me harder and harder, I could feel those big meaty balls of hers slapping deliciously against my butt cheeks, and from the sounds of her own moans and sighs, not to mention how fucking hard her dick felt inside me now, I knew it wasn’t long before she was about to blow her second load of the night.
“Oh sweetie,” she gasped, her eyes locking onto mine, “I think I’m gonna ...”
And a second later, sure enough, I felt her cock swell and pulse deep inside my pussy, flooding me with her hot thick cum, the stiff curve of her cock as she came hitting a sweet spot I didn’t even know I had, deep inside me.
I cried out too.
The amazing feeling of Layla cumming like that inside me had finally tipped me over the edge too, and I braced myself as the most intense orgasm of my life rampaged through me. This one felt different to normal – way more powerful, and like it was all focusing and shooting out through my brand new, rock-hard cock!
I gazed down between my legs, just in time to see my pearly pink cock head swell and my shaft harden even further, before all of a sudden I pulsed out squirt after squirt of hot white cum. It was crazy, I was like some kind of cum fountain, spurting a glistening, creamy white load all over my brand new cock and balls, all over my tummy and breasts, and not to mention all over Layla, too!
She quickly fell forward and began lapping it up, and when I pulled her face away to meet mine a moment later, I was surprised by just how good my own cum tasted– way sweeter and nicer than any guy’s cum I’d ever tried.
Sweaty and sticky and totally exhausted, we lay back on the couch, wrapped in each other’s arms.
The plug’s were still deep in our asses, and our new cocks had gone limp now, but remained long and fat, dangling meatily between our slender legs.
“You wanna stay over?” Layla murmured, as I snuggled closer to her. “We could have a little more fun in the morning ...”
“I’d love to,” I replied, truthfully.
And as we both fell happily asleep like that, in a sweaty, sexy tangle of limbs, I wondered just what fun the morning might bring ...
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17
Tentacle World
PART ONE: SLAVE TO THE TENTACLE MONSTER
As Lieutenant Kate Granger’s spacecraft plummeted towards the surface of the alien planet, she gripped the controls, trying desperately to pull her ship out of its spiraling nosedive. But it was no use. Just before the craft impacted against the craggy, purple surface, Kate slammed her hand against the ejector seat button, sending her whole cockpit back up into the air in a whoosh of smoke, just before the rest of her vessel exploded in a flash of sparks and flame.
The noise was deafening. In those final, churning moments before Kate’s own escape pod struck the surface of the alien planet, she screwed her eyes closed and held her breath, unsure if she would even survive the impact.
Then blackness.
Kate woke again a few minutes later with a gasp, unsure for a moment where she was. Then she remembered. As she surveyed the wreckage of her escape vessel and checked herself over for damage, she felt her lungs struggling to take in the thin, strange-tasting air. It was oddly sweet, like candyfloss. She knew that this planet was supposedly habitable for humans — the data analysis before she’d been mysteriously shot down had told her so — but that didn’t explain the strange tingling sensation that was slowly creeping around her body.
If Kate didn’t know better, she would have said it felt like sexual arousal.
How stupid, she thought, dismissing the occasional little flutters of excitement inside her. Why would a situation like this — an emergency crash-landing on a completely unknown planet, during a routine scouting mission from her own mothership — possibly be any kind of a turn-on?
She looked down at her tight orange jumpsuit; it was a little torn here and there, but basically intact. And as she checked herself over, using the brief medical training she’d been given back when she first signed up for patrol squad, she found no signs of injury about her person.
Again Kate gasped at the air, trying in vain to take more oxygen into her lungs. It was as if someone was lightly constricting her breathing, and she clawed at her helmet, pulling it off, then tugging also at the tight collar of her skintight orange flying suit.
But still she gasped.
Also, her body was still tingling; if anything, the feelings of pleasure, of arousal, were getting even more intense.
What the hell? Kate thought, as she felt another fluttering of pleasure rocket around her body like a zap of electricity, and as it hit her stomach, she shivered a little and let out a small involuntary groan.
Her hands once again moved to her person, although this time, she was no longer checking herself over for injuries. Instead, she unzipped the front of her tight, shiny suit and slipped her hand inside, feeling the clammy warmth of her tingling flesh as, almost beyond her own contro
l, she cupped at her own breast, registering with another small, breathy gasp — a strange mixture of surprise, curiosity, and pure, tingling pleasure — that her little nipple was absolutely rock hard, harder than it had ever been before.
She began to toy with it, rolling the tight hard little teat between her thumb and forefinger, and with each little squeeze and tug she gave it, the waves of pleasure intensified inside her.
Kate gasped again, involuntarily, as her other hand slipped eagerly inside her space suit, and she cupped her hot sex, her trembling fingers discovering that her pussy was absolutely dripping wet, her labia puffy and swollen and her clit throbbing; so completely engorged with blood that it actually stood out from her body, almost too sensitive to touch. As soon as her fingers brushed over it, Kate had to cry out in a curious mixture of pleasure and pain, her whole body trembling now, quickly approaching orgasm.
What’s happening to me? she wondered, right before the most intense orgasm of her life swept through her, her still-strapped-in body thrashing and bucking in the seat of the escape pod, her fingers slipping in and out of her pussy, feeling it clench and contract around them as the orgasm continued in pulsing wave after wave, her other hand still cupping her breast, kneading it, tweaking her nipple. It was like she was trying to massage the pleasure out of herself, so that she could begin to think straight again.
Because there was something about this odd planet — something about the make-up of the atmosphere — that seemed to charge everything on it with an intense sexuality.
“Oh fuck,” Kate grunted, as her orgasm intensified even further, pushing her body to its absolute limits, her pussy now squirting and hissing, pulsing out powerful jets of hot clear cum around her fingers, something it had never done before.
