Date Night 178

It had been two weeks since I'd met my new boyfriend at a party my best friend and I had put together. We'd managed to have several lunch dates. But between him being a paramedic, and one of my managers getting caught embezzling which created an emergency situation for the whole accounting department, we hadn't had the time for another overnight stay. Which finally was going to happen tonight.

And I really wanted that overnight stay, so that he could hold me down with his glorious tentacles and ravage me until we were both satisfied. Oh and tell me how exactly one can be half squid, I was a little curious about that.

Mostly though I was horny. I couldn't help thinking about how his big frame made me feel so small and secure. Or of his six black tentacles that ran in two rows down his sides, and how they felt wrapped around my plump creamy torso. Or how his smallest tentacle, his penile tentacle felt writhing inside of me until he filled me with his delightful goo.

Although I think I'm equally attracted to his face, with those enormous grayish purple eyes that contrast so nicely with his tan skin and black hair. Unlike how my own hazel eyes and brown to auburn hair just kinda blend together.

I have wanted to talk about his secret with others, but it wasn't the first time I'd kept a secret for a boyfriend so it hadn't been too hard to keep my lips sealed about it. Although this secret was a few orders of magnitude bigger than the last one who liked to wear panties. It still baffled me how a man who always wore bright pink silk panties could've been the least understanding of all my exes about my desire to be tied down and railed like a doll.

The ringing of my cell phone on my dresser interrupted my musing, and I shook away thoughts of my exes as I picked it up. I smiled delightedly when I saw who was calling, and answered with a happy squeak, "Erik!"

He chuckled and warmly replied, "Hey Harper," his deep voice instantly created a puddle of heat within my loins. I let out a tiny little whimper of want as he obliviously continued, "I'm just calling to make sure we're still on for tonight."

"Yes!" I said eagerly, "I'm just trying to decide what to wear."

"Hmm," he purred through the phone before suggesting, "You should wear one of your demon tongue butt plugs."

I giggled as I thought that over, officially they were monster tongues, but it didn't really matter unless he wanted to help me buy some. I had already cleaned myself out, so it wouldn't even be much trouble to put one in, and it sounded thrilling as hell to spend the evening wearing one around the house. Add in the fact that just last week I had gotten a new one that I haven't tried out yet made it sound like a splendid idea. So I eagerly asked him, "Should I put my new one in?"

"Oh?" he asked intrigued, "Is it one I haven't seen yet?"

"Yes," I said before enthusiastically starting to describe it, "It's dark blue and..."

With a laugh he interrupted me saying, "No no, don't describe it! Let me find out what it looks and feels like for myself."

With a smirk I agreed, "Yeah alright, I'm all naked here though so I gotta get dressed so we can make it through dinner."

"Alright you little temptress," he responded huskily, "no cumming before I get there, and I'll see you soon."

"Aww," I whined playfully, "But it's so hard not to touch myself when putting a toy in."

I could practically hear the smirk in his voice as he playfully told me, "Oh, you can touch yourself all you want, just no cumming this time until I can watch."

"Yes sir," I said breathlessly.

With a chuckle he again said, "I'll see you soon," and hung up.

I was very tempted to just answer the door when he arrived in nothing but the butt plug. But he had worked a shift earlier today, and he'd occasionally complained about not getting to eat properly when on the job. So I really should feed my man before tempting him into plowing my brains out.

I decided instead to forgo undies and wear an ankle length flowing skirt, and a milkmaid blouse. I loved the way these blouses cinched just below my bust so that even with my large chest I could for a little while at least get away with not wearing a bra. My nipples would be super obvious though so it's not something I normally do when having company over. Nor was I brave enough to do it while out of the house. But it was nice, and so I picked out a matching set in purple and laid it out on the bed before opening my top drawer and pulling out my newest toy and a bottle of lube.

As I examined the toy I could see why Erik had thought they were themed after demons. This one, like I had tried to tell Erik, was dark blue. The base was modeled to look like scaly lizard lips, and the tongue itself looked like a two inch long elongated heart with a ball over the tip. Before I lubed it up I ran my fingers over its glossy surface to make sure it had no rough spots.

Satisfied with its smooth surface I set the toy and the lube on the bed and fetched myself a hand towel from the bathroom. Then I set the towel within easy reach and lay down on my side. Propping my upper foot up on my lower knee I made a triangle out of my legs, before picking up the plug and the lube.

Almost lovingly I spread the lube over the silicone tongue, and then parting my plump lower lips with one hand I slowly and teasingly circled it around my little nub. Normally when playing with myself I would have an erotic story open. This time though I closed my eyes and let my imagination run wild as I pretended that it was Erik holding the toy.

I could almost hear Erik's low voice whispering encouragements and praises into my ear. I let out a soft whine of pleasure as I bucked my hips at the imagined feel of his hands over mine. But my aim was not to achieve climax, it was to relax myself for the plug. So once my clit started throbbing in need I slid the warmed up tip of the plastic tongue down to my rear hole.

I slowly circled it around while dancing slightly in and out with slow gentle pressure, and until eventually as I let out a soft moan that little ball on the tip popped in. I moved my free hand to play with the skin between my pussy opening and my clit, giving my pelvis pleasant little tap taps with my fingertips as I slowly eased the plug in and out. Every time the stretch of the tongue would start to be unpleasant I would ease it back, and then forward again, until eventually I had the thing fully pleasantly settled into my ass.

At first I laid there in a self satisfied haze, sorely tempted to pick up my phone and take a picture to send to Erik. But then I remembered the dinner plans so with a sigh I picked up the hand towel and wiped my hands dry. Afterwards I put up the lube, washed my hands and got dressed. Leaving myself plenty enough time to pace nervously in the kitchen as the roast and potatoes finished.

When the doorbell finally rang I raced anxiously over to answer it. I almost felt like a teenager with her first crush again as I stopped at the door and calmed my breathing before opening it. I gazed upon him, taking in his nice green shirt and blue jeans, not even noticing how we were both standing in the open doorway just drinking in the sight of each other until the sound of the oven beeping jolted me back to reality.

With a furious blush I stepped backwards and invited him in. Erik glanced at my bare feet peeking out from under my skirt and mumbled about needing to get me some anklets. At my giggle he blushed as well and held out the container in his hands. I took it as he said, "It's nama chocolate. It should go into the fridge until dessert time."

"Oh, did you make it yourself?" I asked as I headed into the kitchen and he kicked off his shoes.

"Yeah," he answered as he came up behind me, "It's like truffles in bar form. My mom taught me to make them when I was little."

"Oh that sounds so sweet," I gushed as I put the dessert in the fridge. Once I'd closed the door though I had eight sets of limbs wrapping about me and pulling me back against his body. I let out a startled moan of pleasure in harmony with his drawn out sigh of contentment.

After we'd stood there swaying contentedly for a few the oven beeped warningly again and so I patted his reluctantly retreating tentacles and asked, "Do you want to eat on the couch instead?"

He stopped glaring at the oven to smile gratefully at me and responded, "That sounds wonderful. Let me help dish up?"

I nodded eagerly and he wrapped one tentacle back around me as we moved over to work together to get dinner out of the oven and dished up. Once we were settled on the couch with me nestled contentedly into his side he seemed to properly relax, and we ate with three of his limbs wrapped firmly about my torso.

Afterwards, dessert was sadly forgotten as the dishes barely made it to the sink before he hauled me up to his chest. I eagerly twined my arms around his neck as our lips locked together, our tongues tangled and danced against each other as he stumbled back to my room.

He kicked at the door behind him swinging it mostly shut and I had a brief thought about how it was good that no one else lived here before he plopped me onto the bed and dragged my shirt down so that my arms were pinned and my boobs were free. Then he was sucking a nipple into his mouth and any remaining thoughts fled as I arched my back for him.

Then he was kneading my right hip with one hand, while the other threaded into the hair at the back of my head and delightfully tugged. With three of his tentacles wrapped around my torso, two of them suctioning along my belly and the third one snaking up under my shirt to find my still exposed nipple and suction cup to that. Another one wrapped tenderly around my neck, not squeezing at all just there as the tip slipped into my open and moaning mouth to rub against my tongue. His final two boneless limbs meanwhile were twining around a leg each, squeezing as they moved up my thighs until one tip was teasing at my dripping slit while the other tip wiggled the base of the plug in my ass.

Every time I would get close to orgasm he would back off a bit and make his touches feather light until I calmed down and then he would resume his sexy sexy actions. Until I let out a soft frustrated whine. Grinning at me he stood up as most of his limbs retreated. He held me by the ankles as he pulled his shirt off. Then as he was undoing his pants he said, "I'm going to get you little anklets, ones with little bells and little dangly gems so that every time you move they chime together. And I'll get you a gorgeous purple choker with our initials on it. Then I'll fuck you wearing nothing but those."

Erik shucked his pants and boxers, revealing his engorged red penile tentacle as he climbed onto the bed with me. Nuzzling into my ear he whispered huskily, "But for now, my little naughty temptress got dressed without any undies on, so I'm going to fuck you in this lovely outfit." I moaned and tried to roll onto my belly without ripping the blouse that was still pinning my arms.

Erik chuckled in aroused amusement as he got up into a kneeling position then easily lifted me to my knees. Using his tentacles to support my torso he bent me forward and pushed my skirt up to reveal my rounded ass. "Part your cheeks," he suddenly commanded. I did have enough range of motion to do so, so I reached back and parted my cheeks for him. He let out a low appreciative hum before grabbing the lips of my monster plug and slowly teasing it out and then in, again and again until he had it free. Gasping and moaning I trembled as I forced myself to stay still for this. Then after examining it he slowly eased it back in and out and in until he once again had it properly seated. Then he wiggled it which felt even more wonderful than the rest, so with a small cry I tried to rock back into his hand as I came.

"Poor needy pussy," he murmured lustily as he teased a finger around my empty opening then he asked, "Does it need to be filled up?"

I wiggled my hips trying to catch his finger as I responded desperately, "Yes, please Sir, use me."

"Alright," he whispered out breathily before lifting me up so that he could line me up and slam me back onto his stiffly held member. I gasped and squeaked my back arching from the sensation of him wiggling in my insides, pushing and teasing at the plug on the other side of the double walls. "Such a pretty little temptress," Erik murmured into my hair as his hands started fondling my bountiful chest, with his tentacles wrapped around my hips and belly, squeezing and teasing with a few tips snaking down to rub around my clit. With a cry, I gripped his tentacles and pressed into him as I came once again, my passage squeezing his mobile cock while my feet kicked erratically.

Erik shivered letting out a soft little, "Fuck," and held me tight as I came. Then once I stopped clenching with my insides he shifted his tentacles so that he could rapidly push and pull at my hips while still providing full support. I leaned my head back against his shoulder, panting in pleasure and enjoying the kisses that he rained down on my ear and temple while he squeezed my chest almost painfully and moved my hips like a fleshlight.

Then with a long drawn out groan he bit my ear and held me close as his dick swelled, pressing its little nubs into my walls as he exploded inside me. From the volume I don't think he'd cum in the two weeks since we'd last gotten together. And before he'd finished my feet were kicking once more as I cried out my own release.

Erik sat down upon his heels resting his chin on top of my head. He held me close as we both slowly caught our breath. As soon as his chest stopped heaving behind me he nuzzled against the side of my head and asked, "Do you want to take a quick shower before bed?"

"Mmm," I purred lazily in my reply, "I'm not sure my legs will work properly, so only if you'll help me."

"Gladly," he replied smugly as he moved my sleeves back up my arms. Getting up he carried me princess style into the master bathroom. With a stop off by my hamper to strip me and another at the counter to carefully pull out the buttplug before stepping into the shower which I'd always thought was too big before but now seemed just a little on the snug side.

As he was soaping me up I asked curiously, "Did you mean what you said?"

"Hmm, about what?" he asked me distractedly.

I grinned impishly and spread some of my bubbles to his chest as I responded, "About the jewelry."

A bit of a shy smile spread on his face as he admitted, "I think it'd be sexy as hell, but it's okay if you don't want to."

"No," I said seriously as his face fell only briefly, "I want to explore your kinks too, and it sounds fun."

And then the shower was prolonged a little bit as we had a hot make out session. Eventually we did manage to towel off and climb into bed where he pulled me securely into his tangle of limbs and prepared for the promised bedtime story about how a squid befriended his dad, seduced his mom and convinced the two to gets married and raise his children.

A/N: These two are the stars of a collection of stand alone stories. If you want to read more about their adventures so far then you can go look for The Party. If you're curious about the story that Erik tells Harper then keep your eyes out for Origin Story.