Fifty Shades of Grey Tentacles by Anita Dobs Page B

toward his mouth to make the thrusts
stronger each time, and I felt a sensation in my body that I'd only
experienced when touching myself. I knew I was about to orgasm, but
it seemed too soon, but I had no choice, his thrusting was
relentless. My tiara fell off as my head shook, but Grey didn't
care, and by that point neither did I, as I looked down at it, in
ecstasy, while the light from the room sparkled off it and my body
shook as it had never done before, and I came. The feeling was so
intensified as I couldn't move. Grey stopped tonguing me, and I
stayed there suspended in the air.
    “Oh Grey, Grey, that was... oh Grey.”
    Grey then walked with me over to the table
and placed me on it with my back to it. His tentacles then began to
wrap all around me and the table, my arms stuck to my sides, and
they then forced my legs up and my knees onto my chest; the feeling
of being bound by this tentacled billionaire was so intoxicating to
me, I'd always imagined my first man would be someone at college,
but this exceeded all my expectations. Grey moved around the table
and ordered me to suck his cock,
    “I want you to suck it like a good slave
Elle.”
    I took it in my mouth and couldn't stifle my
pleasurable murmurs, he held his hand on my cheek and I looked up
at him obviously enjoying the sight of his dick in my mouth, while
he was fucking it. My lips were full of his cock, and I could see,
as he gritted his teeth, that he really enjoyed the head of his
dick just sliding in and out under my lips.
    “You are my slave Miss. James erotica author,
and you will do as you're told.”
    “Yes Mr. Grey.” I said obediently, as he took
his cock out of my mouth and moved around the table to look deeply
into my hole,
    “I see your pussy is so wet Miss. James.”
    “Yes Mr. Grey. I'm so sorry Mr. Grey, I can't
help it.”
    “I didn't give you permission to be this wet
Miss. James.”
    “No Mr. Grey, I'll understand if you have to
punish me.”
    Grey's tentacle slipped up my leg again, and
I thought it was going to go into my pussy, but it started tickling
my back-passage. The lubricant was coming off Grey's tentacle, and
it felt cool and I didn't know if I'd be able to take it, but I
couldn't deny I was tentacle-curious. I felt my hole pucker several
times as I writhed on that hard table, and the tip started to ease
its way into me; I knew I was going to say goodbye to my anal
virginity there and then, and although it felt a little painful at
first, Grey's other tentacle was now teasing my lips open and
moving around the outer rim of my passage. I felt it then go up my
ass, I gasped, and tried to claw at the table but there was nothing
to grab hold of. I looked at Grey, staring down at me, enjoying his
slave, his one true submissive, and his tentacle moved deeper into
my butt. I felt ashamed, but it didn't last long as his other
tentacle entered my pussy, before he extended his tentacle into my
ass.
    “This is D.T.E Miss. James, 'Double Tentacle
Entry', and it's what you deserve and need!”
    I couldn't deny I needed it, and I definitely
deserved it for being so forward as to have such a soaking wet love
cavern. It felt like the tentacles were stretching me apart, and as
I tried to move away on the table, Grey's tentacles tightened
around me, leaving me no escape. He began to alternate the thrusts
of the tentacles, one would go up my ass as the other came out of
my vagina, and vice-verse, my breasts were wobbling on my chest and
Grey kindly moved his other tentacles up to stroke my nipples as
they left their wetness on them. My body quivered, and I shook with
joy, before both tentacles started ramming me at the same time, so
hard that the table started to move, but Grey would not be denied,
and keep on going at me. Watching him now sweating, I saw how
deeply obsessive he was. His muscles strained under the pressure,
his chest sinews contrasting themselves under the light, but he
kept on going, as he was looking down at me,