Chapter 64
She barely managed to spit out about half of the cloudy, murky liquid reminiscent of s***n, gasping for breath… when the tentacle between her thighs began to thrust in earnest.
“Haa, ah… mm. Nngh, ngh, ah.”
Squish, squish, squish.
The faster the tentacle moved, the harder it became for Cynthia to keep her mind clear amidst the pleasure flooding from her tender flesh. Her own body began to rock and move in time with the tentacle’s motion.
The heavy pressure of the mass of tentacles pressing down on her back, the way the white vine-like bundles wrapped tightly around her waist as if to hold her in place, and the sensation of the hot, c**k-like tentacle rubbing against her. All of it gradually washed Cynthia’s mind blank.
Soon, her vision blurred. The tentacles enveloping her and her lower body became so sticky and wet, they felt as if they were melting together into one.
When Cynthia seemed unlikely to resist any further, the white tentacles snaked up to wrap around her chest, squeezing her b*****s. They kneaded and rolled her chest, and then thin tentacles coiled around her n*****s, clearly visible even through her clothes, pinching and tugging at them.
The thick tentacle that had been rubbing her soaked entrance and c******s began to pound upward against her entrance with strong, repeated thrusts.
Thud, thud, thud!
Even her c******s, now sharply swollen, received the same intense stimulation. Occasionally, blunt nodules along the surface of the tentacle pressed insistently against her c**t, sometimes crushing it with deliberate force. Cynthia simply couldn’t maintain her composure.
In a rush of desperate gasps, Cynthia’s mind went blank.
“Hiic, hah…!”
With her head thrown back, Cynthia was overtaken by a sharp climax that shot up her spine, and the bulbous tip protruding from between her thighs pulsed as it released a gush of thick, white fluid.
The viscous liquid smeared between her folds, heightening the heat. Her own juices and the tentacle’s fluid dripped down between her legs, pooling in the grass below in a semi-translucent mix.
Cynthia leaned the back of her head into the mass of tentacles gently stroking her, her waist and thighs trembling violently as she gasped for air. The lingering pleasure left her so weak she couldn’t even move a finger, only able to rest against the tentacles for a while.
But it didn’t end with just one time.
Zzzz.
“Again, again? Hnng…!”
Well, the quest had asked for three climaxes, hadn’t it?
Forgetting that completely, Cynthia flinched as the thick tentacle started rubbing at her entrance again. As if determined to keep her from escaping, several tentacle vines gathered and wrapped tightly around her thighs, spreading her legs wide open.
The thickest tentacle hovered right at her entrance, pressing its blunt, glans-like tip to her opening, but instead of thrusting in, it slid slickly back and forth over her slit just as before.
Then, thinner tentacles approached and started toying with her c******s. They brushed lightly, then, finding her c**t stiff and swollen from the first climax, used a tiny groove at the tip of a soft tentacle to suck it up entirely and then powerfully draw it in.
“Hnnh, haang…!”
The thick tentacle began to pick up speed in earnest.
Even as her c**t was being sucked by a tentacle, the thick one now pressed down rapidly against her whole s*x, and Cynthia’s vision blurred to white once more. She tried desperately to squeeze her legs shut, but the tentacles that had forced them open were unexpectedly strong. There was no way for her to escape.
In the end, Cynthia once again broke down crying as she reached another climax. Her hips arched upward, and a torrent of fluid burst out from her overstimulated s*x.
Immediately after, even more tentacles swarmed in, grabbing her arms and legs at once, while big and small bundles rubbed her most intimate place, wrapped her chest, and even enveloped her n*****s with little grooves.
Cynthia had no chance to recover. The tentacles, as if in heat, relentlessly ravaged her all at once.
In that relentless series of climaxes that seemed like they would never end, Cynthia eventually lost consciousness.
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