Mark's brow hooded the most serious stare Brandi had ever seen. She sat across from him, clutching her knees to her chest. Embarrassment isn't a word that adequately explained what she felt.
"Okay, tell me what's going on?" Mark said finally.
"About a week ago I bought this bracelet at a pawn shop. I thought it looked pretty, but on the trip home it came alive and started to do things."
"And you didn't stop it?"
"I couldn't"
"Couldn't or wouldn't?"
"It's not that simple! It seems to know what I like! Where I like it!"
"But it's this... THING!?"
"I know, it's pretty gross, but I can't take it off! The clasp disappeared! It's like, it's magical or something! I tried to get rid of it, but it sits there waiting for me to get horny, and BAM!"
"Bam. You've got some alien slug creature sticking it's dicks in you, and it's bam!?"
Brandi turned her head.
"I know this is hard for you to believe, but I like it. It feels good."
Mark stood to leave.
"The only problem I have is that I like you more, and when I'm with you, I want to be with you, but this thing is getting in the way!"
Mark halted.
"You really mean that?"
"Of course! This is the best dildo I've ever had, but it's just a dildo! It's no replacement for you!? How could I fall in love with a weird slug thing over you!?"
Mark sat back down.
"I didn't know you felt that way. I love you too, but that thing is so weird, and when you started to... you looked like you were enjoying yourself more than with me."
Brandi moved to his lap and wrapped her arms around him.
"Mark, I think it can read my mind! We haven't been going out that long, so you don't know what I like as much! It takes time for both of us to figure out what gets us off, and that's part of the fun!"
Brandi felt him exhale.
"So what do you want to do?"
"Well, I think we should try to keep going as we are. At least that's what I'd like to try to do."
"And what about... it?"
"Well, we're going to have find out what it is, and see if there's a way to take it off. I don't know if I want to give it away, but I definitely want some one on one time with you."
Mark met Brandi's gaze with the first hint of a smile since dinner.
"You do, do you?"
"Hell, yeah. I was pretty excited about dinner tonight, and this little fucker screwed it up."
"It's definitely not little."
Brandi laughed. "No it isn't."
She clutched Mark tightly. They kissed. It was warm, intimate, and loving. She never felt as close to Mark as she did now. She wanted to get closer, pulling him tighter, hoping to become one person. Their hands roamed freely. Her nipples hardened, and she gasped as Mark's palms glided over them. Brandi's hands sailed across the wide expanse of his back and into the hair on the back of his head. She felt him stiffen under her lap. Eagerly she swung a leg around to give Mark's swelling some room, and lock both her legs behind him, to grind her mound into him, and urge him on.
They both heard the dull thump of the bracelet landing on the ground.
"Let's just pretend it isn't there," Brandi breathed, "Please!"
"How? It's going to try and fuck you?" Their hands and mouths didn't stop.
"I know."
"It has tentacles."
"I know."
Brandi whipped her shirt off, allowing Mark's loving face to fall to her breasts.
"I think it's stronger than me."
"I know." "Then how do you expect us to ignore it?"
Brandi's hands roamed further down Mark, resting on his aching rod.
"Well, it wants to fuck my pussy, right?"
"Yes?"
Brandi pulled his zipper down, exposing his boxer covered endowment.
"I only have one pussy."
"I know."
Her hot, shaking hand freed his cock.
"Then get there first."
With a smile, Mark's hands slid up Brandi's thighs, lifting her dress with them. His hands met in the middle and tore her panties off.
She gasped.
"I'll buy you a new pair."
Brandi pushed the head of his cock down. Her breathing was coming in desperate gasps. 'At last,' she thought. She slid her pelvis onto his cock just as she felt the creature's tendrils snake around her arms and legs.
Mark groaned in ecstasy as he slowly pushed his way deeper into Brandi. He pulled her tight and their lips clashed.
The tentacles began to pull Brandi backward, but Mark moved with it, lowering his mouth to her breasts, feasting on her quivering flesh. Brandi's hands shot back for balance, and found them clutching at the rows of cock lining the back of the creature. Her hands gripped them rhythmically with each of Mark's thrusts.
"Oh, God!" moaned Brandi.
Mark's chair slid away from them as they fell to the floor. Brandi was half laying on the beast like it were a pillow. Her head fallen among a forest of cock, while Mark pleasured her nipples as he thrust deeply into her hungry passage.
"Oh! Brandi! You're incredible!" gasped Mark. He looked up to see her pleasuring the numerous dicks surrounding her face and froze.
"Oh! Fuck! Mark... don't stop!" moaned Brandi.
Mark rolled his eyes and said, "Oh, fuck it," and dove back down to Brandi's boobs and resumed pumping away.
"Ooooooo!" smiled Brandi. "That's the spot!"
Brandi's mouth was agape as she shook through her first orgasm. Turning her head, she slipped her lips over the head of one of the throbbing cocks in her hands. They looked hard, red, and angry.
They didn't like being ignored.
"Oh... Mark! You're the best! Oh! I've wanted this... for so... OH! So... long!"
