Page 40 of Guarded By the Vodnik

It was hard and yet not rigid, the tip caressing my palate with even strokes as it undulated in my mouth in search for friction. I could fit most of the upper part of him in my mouth without a problem. From the tip to the smaller prong, it was as thick as and longer than an average human penis, but it seemed manageable. I sucked him eagerly, running my tongue over the rippled surface.

He was coated in slick that was tangy with salt and not at all easy to lick up. I knew his natural lubrication was specifically suited to having sex underwater, and so it stayed on despite the friction of my tongue against his skin.

That slick coating and unusual shape weren’t the only fascinating things about him. Another secret was hidden, only revealed in states of heightened arousal.

So I sucked and licked, trying to squeeze his thicker base even though my fingers wouldn’t meet around it. I was determined, and finally, my prize came out.

The longer I worked him, the more the tip opened, until it split into four even parts that were like the petals of a flower. Underneath was the most sensitive piece of him, soft, slightly bulging, and equipped with a narrow slit. This was where his cum came out.

With small licks, I teased that sensitive place, relishing every shudder and pulsing squeeze of his tentacles around me. His soft flesh swelled larger with every flick of my tongue, until Vodyan’s tentacle shot to my throat and loosely coiled around it, draping over my shoulders.

His cock suddenly flexed with power, pushing my tongue into the roof of my mouth so I couldn’t tease him anymore.

I froze. The weigh around my shoulders was heavy and intimate, and I loved it there. My muscles instantly relaxed, and I obeyed the unspoken command to stop even before he told me what to do.

“Fuck! Slow down. I can’t… This isn’t…”

I pulled back, gently nipping the fleshy, triangular petals with my teeth before I took him deep in my mouth. He made a loud, groaning sound that flooded the cavern with brighter light.

His cock played with my tongue, caressing me back as I licked him. It was like kissing, yet so essentially not. I was already in love with how flexible and responsive he was, and I craved to know how it would feel inside me.

“Zoe,” he grunted. “You have no idea… That naughty tongue… The way you look…”

He groaned and hummed in turns, his pleasured sounds washing over me until I couldn’t stand it. I wrapped my left hand around his base and jerked him to the rhythm with my sucking mouth, while my right hand trailed down until I cupped myself through my suit.

I wasn’t even sure I could come if the sensation was muted through my clothes, but I didn’t care. Feeling and seeing Vodyan fall apart, his cold armor smashed into pieces, was the hottest thing I’d ever seen. I had to touch myself or I’d explode.

“What are you… Fuck. Zoe. Fuck. Can I touch you?”

I looked up with my mouth full of cock and nodded frantically. Yes, please.

His mouth fell open, his forehead furrowing with a mild frown, and then something pushed between my legs from behind and rubbed me slowly.

I sucked him harder to show my appreciation, and he shuddered. His tentacle explored the entire space between my legs, the tip trailing over me like he tried to map it out. The suit didn’t make it easy, and his touch was too light to do what I wanted.

Yet, it was still good. I focused on keeping up the rhythm while pleasant sensations flowed from the nerve endings he strummed in his exploration.

When Vodyan made a low, frustrated noise, I looked up. His teeth were bared, eyes glittering with intensity.

“I don’t usually… I don’t know… Will you show me? How to make you feel good?”

I pulled back and tongued the sensitive tip until he grunted with pleasure, his tentacles quivering around me. Still sucking him, I grabbed the limb that was between my legs and tugged until the fleshy tip protruded between my legs like a strap-on. He swore softly when I gripped it like I did his cock and gave it a slow pump, my fingers mapping out the suckers on the underside.

“Zoe, you’re killing me.” He groaned when I squeezed the tip of my pinkie finger inside the shallow hole of one sucker.

It closed around my finger and, indeed, sucked. I shivered, swallowing convulsively around the tip of his cock when I realized what it meant.

He had much bigger suckers higher up. Big enough to envelop my clit. With a bit of maneuvering, I could definitely put them to good use, and I almost shook with anticipation.

And then, another fun thing happened that made me even more eager. As the sucker pulled on my finger, Vodyan’s cock in my mouth pulsed with the same rhythm, flexing until it swelled against my tongue, writhing helplessly. He grunted, cupping the back of my head with his large palm.

“Show me. Now.”

I shivered and freed my finger, looking up with wonder. He’d spoken with a bit of uncertainty and incoherent bliss before, but now, his voice was hard and demanding. A command.

So I obeyed. I grabbed his tentacle and pressed it hard to myself, moving my hips so I rubbed against it.

It felt instantly good, so good, I lost my rhythm and took him in too deep until I choked. Vodyan’s tentacle around my throat tightened and gently pulled me back until his cock fell out of my mouth. It strained as if seeking the heat of my mouth, and I had to check the impulse to suck it back in to soothe it.

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