Page 14 of Follow Her Down
I don’t hesitate.I reach out, letting my fingers pass through the insubstantial darkness.It’s cold, like dipping my hand in ice water, but somehow solid too.A paradox of sensation.
“Who are you?”I whisper.
The shadow leans closer, its form bending until what may be a mouth hovers near my ear.
“Release,” it whispers, the word riding on a breath of cold air.
Then it dissipates, breaking apart into tendrils of darkness that slither away across the floor and into the open vent with the dildo poking out of it.
“Release… You mean your release?Or…orgasm?Are you saying you want me to fuck that dildo?”
“Yes.“ The growl vibrates the entire house.
“Yeah, it doesn’t work like that, dude.I can’t just go at it like men can, especially with a dildo that’s three feet long.”
A shadowy tentacle creeps out of the vent, crawls across the floor, and tracks up my leg to my inner thigh.
It pauses, as if waiting for me to refuse, and when I don’t, it brushes against the crotch of my khaki work pants.
I stare at the tentacle, my heart pounding with a mix of fear and unexpected arousal.It’s cold, so cold it burns, but a hum resonates through me, making my nerves sing.
“What… What are you doing?”I stammer, but my body knows, reacting to the touch even as my mind struggles to comprehend.
The tentacle moves harder, faster, caressing me through my clothes, sending shivers of pleasure and cold racing up my spine.With a loud moan, I spread my legs wider, giving it better access.
The shadow hisses, the sound like wind through dry leaves.
The sound sends a jolt of heat through me, contrasting sharply with the icy touch of the tentacle.It slides up, tracing the line of my pants, before dipping beneath the waistband.The cold against my bare skin is shocking, electrifying, and I gasp, my hips jerking forward.
“Oh,fuck.More,“ I moan, not sure if I’m asking or demanding.
Either way, the shadow complies.
More tentacles emerge from the vent, wrapping around my legs, my waist, holding me in place as the first tentacle explores me, sliding through my folds, circling my clit.The cold is intense, almost painful, but the pleasure is even more so, building quickly, overwhelmingly.
“Oh…god,“ I breathe.
My hips move in time with the tentacle’s strokes, grinding against them, chasing the release that hovers just out of reach.Wetness leaks down my inner thighs, but the tentacles are quick to lap it up like so many tongues.
The shadow yanks me closer to the dildo in the vent.Not an invitation but a command.
I quickly rid myself of my pants and underwear.With the tentacles supporting me, I lower myself onto the floor, and then once I’ve positioned myself, I easily slide onto the silicone shaft.I’m so wet, I can hear my juices sucking it in farther as it fills me, stretches me.It’s big, too big, but the tentacle on my clit never stops moving, and the combination of pleasure and pain intoxicates me.
The shadow growls, the sound vibrating up through the vent, through the tentacles, through me.
I ride the dildo, the tentacles helping me move.The sensation is overwhelming—the cold of the tentacles, the fullness of the dildo, the relentless stimulation on my clit.I’m so close, so close…
“I need to come,” I say with a whimper.
In answer, a tentacle glides inside me along the dildo and curls.
I come hard, screaming, my body convulsing as pleasure ripples through me.I squirt forcefully, my body releasing a sudden gush of fluid that soaks the tentacles and the floor beneath me.The tentacles hold me through it, never stopping their movements, drawing out my orgasm until I’m a shivering, gasping mess.
As I come down, the tentacles slowly retreat, sliding out, unwinding from my body.I collapse onto the floor, the dildo slipping out of me, my limbs too weak to hold me up any longer.My hips, as if they have a mind of their own, continue to roll lazily against the open vent.
“Fuck…” I pant out.
I haven’t come that hard in maybe ever, and I’ve never squirted.My body feels alive in a way it hasn’t in years.But at the same time, questions swirl in my mind.What is this shadow thing?Why is he here?What does he want from me?
