Plants Need Love Too

Mark was twenty two years old he was extremely fit he went to the gym every morning, worked in an office all day but managed to go to a circuits class after work three times a week and regularly played squash. He had the body of a athlete but had been single for some time. He had a shaved head and looked after himself, watching what he ate and keeping everything clean and trim.

Pleased with his wonderful new plant he placed it on his bed side table where it would benefit from the generous south facing window which poured light into his room.

He showered before bed and before climbing in he thoroughly watered the soil. The plant's mass of tentacles rippled and waved appreciatively. As he turned to put the watering can away he felt a gentle stroking feeling on the back of his thighs, he turned around to find that two of the plant's tentacles had reached out and were attempting to stroke his naked body. His immediate feeling was one of alarm, which emanated from the pit of his stomach.

However, he imagined that the plant was simply trying to express its gratitude for the care he had shown it so he brushed his feelings aside and let the creature continue to stroke the bare flesh in front of it which was now the inside of his thighs. Once he felt that he had stood there for long enough not to offend the plant, he moved away and climbed into bed. He had been struck by how warm and soft the plant's tentacles had felt, the surface had a smooth and silky texture.

He put on the porno he'd left in the dvd player. The film was half way through, two beautiful eastern european girls were servicing a guy who was strapped down to a huge king-sized bed. The guy's arms were securely tied to the rungs of the ornate oak head board. They were taking turns sucking and licking his cock, which was engorged with blood.

The film showed the girls teasing the guy with combinations of fast and tantalisingly slow motions. The guy was so turned on, his hips were thrusting into the air whenever they stopped their delicious attentions. The girls poured a flavoured, runny lube over his throbbing cock and balls. They continued stroking and licking his cock which now glistened with the generous quantities of lube.

Back in the room he was ready to explode. He had seen the film many times but this particular scene never seemed to fail to turn him on. It was a combination of; the hotness of the girls, and the things they were doing. He imagined he was the guy strapped to the bed at the mercy of the two temptresses.

On the screen one girl had taken over responsibility for sucking and stroking his cock. The other girl had gently spread his legs and was slathering excess lube between his legs, underneath his balls. Her soft finger tips tickled this sensitive area, then her fingers moved down to his spread ass cheeks. She was gently running her lube soaked fingers around his puckered asshole. The camera zoomed in as she pointed her index finger and painted circles around his sensitive hole.

Meanwhile the other girl had dispensed with her start-stop teasing and was now continuously stroking his cock with a gradually increasing speed, occasionally using her tongue to flick repeatedly across the swollen head of his cock. The guy's asshole was being gently prodded by the girl's slender finger until, aided by the lube it quickly disappeared all the way inside his tight, warm opening. She pumped her finger in and out of his willing ass, as the speed of the hand wrapped around his cock reached a gallop.

As his orgasm approached like the crest of a wave she slipped and second finger inside him, pumping them together in a twisting motion. The guy on screen let a huge pent-up moan of genuine pleasure as he shot bolts of boiling sperm into the girl's waiting mouth.

On the bed he exploded at the same time, cum spraying all over his bare chest, groaning in pleasure. As he laid back on the bed catching his breath and feeling satisfied, he could see the plant moving from the corner of his eye.

As he looked on, all of the plants tentacles not only writhed around but were rippling dramatically. Waves of ripples were dancing up and down each tentacle. Small droplets of sap or nectar were forming at the end of some of the tentacles. He watched transfixed at this beautiful display, before drifting off to sleep.

It was Saturday morning when he began to wake so his alarm hadn't been set, even so he woke up early. He got up made some tea and a couple of bacon sarnies, after polishing off his breakfast, while scanning through the paper, he took a long hot shower and decided to head back to bed.

He was half dreaming as he woke imaging that some lithe young girl was gently stroking his thighs while she slowly, tantalisingly, pumped his cock. When his eyes opened and he began to adjust to reality he realised that the covers had been pulled back and the plant's tentacles had extended from it's pot.

Two tentacles were gently rubbing his thighs and a third was wrapped around the bottom half of his cock, gently pumping it up and down. He was surprised that he did not feel in the least bit shocked; he was just completely turned on. He let out a long sigh and slumped his weight back into the mattress and pillows, enjoying the soft pumping of his cock, his arms draped at the side of his body.

He felt another tentacle snaking across his chest quickly finding his right nipple. The end of the tentacle gently brushed, stroked and tweaked his nipple which quickly hardened. Another tentacle found his left nipple matching the delicious motions being played out on his opposite nipple. Now with both nipples as hard as stones and his cock hardening further; his breath quickened, as he slipped further into a haze of pleasure.

Suddenly his nipples were released from the plant's ministrations; both of his wrists were encircled quickly by the tentacles as they slid away from his nipples. He felt a pang of panic and attempted to struggle free but as he moved, the plant's tentacles swelled and thickened dramatically locking his wrists firmly in place. Despite using all his upper body strength and using his body weight, by thrashing against the plant, his secured wrists did not move a millimetre.

He felt physically and mentally tired and beaten. Looking over at the plant he could see that a network of thick tentacles were spread out across his room anchoring the plant in a number of angles and directions. Once again he slumped back on the bed, giving in to the plant's will.

His arms were hoisted above his head so that they were held up against the headboard. The tentacle around his cock resumed its slow pumping. The tentacle released sticky, slippery sap along the whole length of the tentacle which was wrapped around his cock. As his softened cock became sloppy the plant pumped him quickly, a second wet tentacle moved to his groin and began to lick his balls.

As the situation now seemed less sinister, he relaxed and his cock, against his better judgement, started to harden once more.

The plant alternated between fast, excited pumping of his cock, and soft, slow, teasing pumping and stroking. All the while the other, well lubricated tentacle licked his balls.

He was moaning and panting, his hips thrusting into the tentacle which was engulfing his cock. His pleasure mounted as he began to wonder whether the plant was copying the scene from the porn film the night before. His orgasm was approaching quickly as the plant fucked his cock hard. He was ready to explode when the plant slowed to a painfully slow pace.

The second tentacle licked its way down from his balls stopping at the sensitive area between his balls and his ass, licking in a circular motion. The tentacle around his cock was now barely moving, doing just enough to keep his cock rock hard. Moving sloppily from the root of his cock past the swollen head up and down in an excruciatingly slow motion.

In order to prevent him from achieving satisfaction from fucking with his hips two thick tentacles had encircled his muscular thighs, pinning him down to the bed. The wet, tongue like tentacle, was now lapping between the crack of his firm ass. The plant forced his legs wide apart and the tongue went straight for his hot little hole. It was so slippery and thin, coming to a rounded point at it's tip, that it probed straight into his hole so that it was just inside him. He moaned loudly at this wet intrusion into his virgin hole.

The tentacle withdrew and ran in circles wetting his asshole even further. It then probed once again this time reaching further into his ass and probing, back and forth. The tentacle was only the size of a thin finger, gently fucking him. There was no pain, and the sensations felt amazing.

The tentacle around his cock was still pumping at that incredibly slow pace. The tentacle in his ass, although thin, was now fucking him deeply, extruding lubrication continuously. The tip of the tentacle stopping occasionally inside his ass to rub his prostate gland in circular or back and forth motions nearly pushing him over the edge. His thighs were now pulled up to right angles with his body allowing easy access to his ass

Loving the plant's anal attentions and wanting more he was automatically attempting to drive his ass further onto the invading tentacle. Although he was completely immobilised the plant seemed to sense his desire and the tentacle in his ass swelled in thickness and began to fuck his ass harder. Again he let out a deep guttural moan and began grunting on each thrust of the tentacle. His ass seemed to easily accommodate the new girth of tentacle but it continued to grow slowly becoming wider, providing even more pleasure. The width now meant that his prostate was being firmly stroked in both directions with each thrust.

The slow pumping of his cock ceased and the tentacles around his thighs which had thickened to the size of his forearms gently began pulling his hips further up. The plant was slowly and steadily fucking his ass, he had completely lost control, he would have done anything to just cum but at the same time wanted these wonderful sensations to last forever.

His hips were now pulled directly above his head. His back was almost at full stretch but any discomfort was masked by the extreme pleasure he was experiencing. His cock was in line with his mouth, he could feel his own hot ragged breath on the head of his swollen cock. Still fucking him slowly the plant continued to pull his thighs up until the head of his cock was actually sat on his tongue. Instinctively he licked at his cock, it felt wonderful.

He was desperate for release and started licking and sucking the tip of his cock. Moaning around his own cock, his pleasure increased. The plant pushed his whole cock into his mouth, he gagged a little at first quickly got used to it. Chasing climax he rocked his head back and forth sucking his own cock wildly, pursing his lips every time his cock past through his mouth.

The tentacle in his ass picked up the pace fucking him fast and hard. His orgasm built as he face fucked his own cock to the rhythm of the tentacle in his ass.

His orgasm broke. Emanating from his swollen prostate, he shot wave after wave of salty, boiling, cum into his mouth. He swallowed mouthfuls of cum, sucking the hot, spurting semen down, but he could not keep up with the output from his swollen balls.

The tentacle ceased it's fucking motion deep inside his ass. Hard ripples shot up and down the tentacle in waves causing a deep, undulating, vibration feeling; further stimulating his prostate and ass in the middle of his orgasm. Hot cum was pouring out of his mouth, despite his swallowing, covering his cheeks, jaw, and neck with rivulets of sperm. His orgasm showed no sign of subsiding. The plant allowed his cock to spring free from his mouth, still throbbing and squirting cum, which covered the lower half of his face running all over his flushed chest.

He had never obtained an orgasm anywhere near this long in his short years. The quantity of cum started to diminish although his cock still throbbed and squirted. The plant lowered his thighs and hips back down onto the bed, his cock spewed out the last of his spunk dribbling over his shaft and balls, as he used his tongue to clear the cum from around his now empty mouth. The tentacle inside shrank and gently slithered out of his well fucked ass. His bonds were released, and as he relaxed from his massive, draining orgasm a grin involuntarily spread across his shinny, semen coated face. Exhausted he quickly drifted into a deep sleep.

To be continued...