Things proceeded a little quicker that we imagined and the entire complete story of Gabrielle and Leviathan is up at Michael Alexander Stories in the VIP Lounge. If you haven't read it, you should!
An excerpt from Chapter Three:
Check out Gabrielle and the Leviathan at Michael Alexander Stories Vip Lounge!The penetration came rather quickly and it was unlike anything she had ever experienced before. She had made love to both men and women and she had a whole cubby filled with various sex toys purchased across an entire quadrant of the galaxy. She had even spent one wild shore leave on New Amsterdam, using every available credit in her account to purchase the seventy two hour “sexual extravaganza buffet”. But nothing felt like the thick four inch feeler now writing inside her. To her horror, her pussy rippled in spasms and it seemed as if the tentacle was actually fucking her, not merely seeking its perverted pill. It withdrew a few inches and then went back in. The sensation was difficult for Lori to comprehend and she realized that her body was being tricked into producing more of the enzyme.
She felt something slimy move lower and cried out as something probed against her anus. She tried wiggling her hips but it made little difference. Even tightening down meant nothing as one of the tentacles pushed its way into her ass, running itself deep enough that she could literally feel it pressing against the similar phallic probe in her pussy. The two feelers writhed inside her, churning her insides like butter as she yelled obscenities between racking sobs.
A movement against her clit caused her to gasp and then two additional feelers exploded up out of the water filled hatch, slithering their way up her body. Both new arms wrapped themselves tightly around her breasts, squeezing and pulsing while the end of each appendage seemed to seek out her nipples. Lori screamed, her body and mind at war as the creature deliberately worked her into a higher sexual state. The penetrative tentacles pumped in and out of her while her body trembled. Her nipples started to tingle and as she lifted her head, she saw that both breasts were turning purple, the blood squeezed into the tips. Her clit felt as if it had been subjected to hours of the sonic wrench, or at least a vibrator, with no stop. Her buttocks clenched even as the tentacle inside her drove deep again.
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