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.
