You know it’s true love when you’re already making nerdy engine jokes inspired by your mechanical engineer girlfriend.
Round and around she goes, rubbing in all the places my nerve endings are begging for and then following that up with a teasing, gentle swipe of a fingertip over the very sensitive head of my clit. In a few short days, she’s become a virtuoso who’s mastered how to pleasure my body better than any other lover has.
Okay, Thekmis, I’m seriously starting to think you’re real. And also, maybe a lesbian. Praise be!
I’m tingling all over when the slick tip of one of her free tentacles begins stroking around my entrance the way I like it. The slowly increasing pressure and friction has me trying to buck my hips forward, wanting more, but the tentacles restraining me against the wall leave me unable to move them. It’s super fucking hot, but also a bit frustrating.
Just when I’m about to bitch at her to get the fuck on with it, her lubricated appendage stops teasing and enters me in a smooth glide.
“Ahhh!”
“That’s right, gorgeous. I’ve got you,” Luna croons.
Another one of her amazing appendages—holy fuck, having eight is really damn convenient—gets in on the action and circles around my right breast, squeezing in time with the tentacle moving inside me.
“Ohmyfuckinggod.”
“You like that?” Luna asks, then swirls her tongue around my areola, making the nipple harden, and sucks on it with gusto.
“Sweet motherfucking hell, I do!”
She moves her lips up to mine while her talented fingers play my clit as if it were her own personal instrument that only shecan make sing. The tentacle inside me finds my G-spot and goes to town pressing against it while also vibrating.
If I didn’t know better, I’d swear I’m nearly ready to enter astral projection—or maybe a whole different dimension entirely.
My entire focus tunnels down. All I can concentrate on are the glorious sensations speeding through my body and the inevitable climax ahead. In an almost embarrassingly short amount of time, my pussy’s clenching tight around Luna’s tentacle as I close my eyes and give myself over to the all-consuming pleasure of another legendary orgasm. Tentacles for the motherfucking win!
As I ride the blissful high, Luna continues her gentle strokes around my clit until the last spasms of pleasure start to fade away. With care, she lets me down but keeps a tentacle around my waist when my feet hit the floor. Otherwise, I think I might have collapsed into a puddle of jelly.
Dazed, I blurt out, “I don’t think I can feel my legs.”
She laughs. “That good, huh?”
I glare at her. “It was fucking amazing. The best I’ve ever had if you must know.”
To my surprise, Luna blushes.
Damn her for being so damn cute!
“Really? I’m honored.”
I lift a still weak hand up to stroke her cheek. “Sweetheart, you told me this already, but I’m going to tell you it as well. You’re it for me. You’re my puzzle of love piece. Also, I’m convinced our bodies were made for one another. You can take me to heights I’ve never been to.” I bite my bottom lip. “I only worry that I can’t do the same for you. I don’t have tentacles that vibrate, for one.”
Lightning fast, Luna pulls me into a hug and kisses me silly, then whispers, “I don’t need that. If I want tentacles, I canalways use my own on myself. It’s a bit of a bonus feature. Trust me though, your fingers and tongue are plenty talented, and I love how they make love to me. In fact, I can’t wait to feel them on me and in me again soon.” Her smile is mischievous. “Plus, I think, while we’re here on the space station, we should head to the shopping district for a special trip in the next few days. There’s a vendor there that sells some of the… toys we talked about experimenting with.”
My eyes are no doubt full of cartoon hearts right about now. “Strap-ons?”
She winks. “Yep.”
I’m so excited she wants to explore that with me. In the past, I had a few girlfriends who weren’t about it at all. And I get that and respect their choices. People’s sexual preferences are not always the same, and that also goes for lesbians, as I’ve learned over the years. However, I happen to be someone who enjoys penetration of varying types, but in combination with clitoral stimulation. This is yet another reason Luna and I are such a perfect match.
“You promise to tell me if you don’t like anything we try, right?”
Luna gives me a faux incredulous look. “Me? Not speak my mind? Are you sure you know who I am?”
I snort-giggle. “Okay, fair enough. I want to make sure I’m not trying to pressure you into anything you don’t want.”
“You aren’t and you won’t, babe. Trust me.”
