His mouth opened slightly as she put her tentacle between his slightly parted labia. His arms tensing up as she entered his soaking pussy. He grabbed hold of the bedsheets with his left hand, whilst his right hand had a firm grip on her thigh.
She chuckled, gently sliding placing her suction cup on top of his clitoris. She could feel her power grow by the second as he quivered with nerves. It was then when she whispered, “You wouldn’t be so scared if you’d have just listened to me”. His body tensed up even harder than it did before, and he could feel the shivers in his spine as his back ached. Her tentacle was now at least 12 inches deep into his body, and the worst part of all is that he knew he wanted more. After all this time he still never learned to say no to her. And she couldn’t resist taking advantage of this, never even needing to put in any work to turn him on. It was like the flick of a switch, without even saying a word. She could make him feel things without him even knowing about it. That’s how much he yearned for her.
He closed his eyes and let out a moan as he could feel his entire stomach being filled. The tip of her tentacle circling just the right area, until she puls back. She always does this, never giving him the satisfaction and relief he longed for so badly. Teasing him for what felt like hours. Whenever he’d even come close to cumming she’d feel his vagina tighten and pull back. It didn’t use to work, but since he’s grown accustomed to the feeling she has all the power in her hands.