Total pages in book: 133
Estimated words: 126848 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 634(@200wpm)___ 507(@250wpm)___ 423(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 126848 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 634(@200wpm)___ 507(@250wpm)___ 423(@300wpm)
Well, why not let it? whispered a naughty little voice in her head.
Iyanna was shocked at the thought—at first, anyway. But then she began to consider it. Clearly the Monstrum used these plants as masturbatory devices—why shouldn’t she?
Because you don’t know if the liquid they excrete is bad for you or not! whispered another, more practical voice, in her head.
But it clearly wasn’t bad for the Monstrum—they stuck their shafts into the female plants which were presumably filled with the liquid the male plants made—the “seed.” And since the Monstrum were humanoid and enough like humans to mate with them, it stood to reason that if the seed of the pleasure blooms wasn’t poisonous or hurtful to them, it wouldn’t bother a human either.
All of this flew through Iyanna’s mind in a blur of justification but the truth was she was curious and horny. The male pod that was nudging at the juncture between her thighs was considerably bigger than Ian had been. It was only a little bit thicker than her ex’s shaft, but it was quite a bit longer—in fact, it was longer than any guy she’d ever been with—and she really wanted to feel it inside her.
Iyanna had always wanted to try sex toys—her friend Lacy often urged her to use them. But the one time she’d bought a vibrator—a long, slim, pink wand that was good for both penetration and clitoral stimulation, at least according to the box it came in—Ian had found it and thrown a fit before she could even use it.
“It’s like you came home and found me watching porn,” he’d said accusingly, when Iyanna had protested she just wanted to have a little fun and try something new. “You’d feel bad if you saw that—you’d think that I thought you weren’t enough for me. I would never do that to you, babe—so you shouldn’t do it to me, either.”
Iyanna had felt so guilty, she’d thrown away the slim pink wand without even trying it once—though she was secretly resentful as she did so. She didn’t think Ian’s analogy was a fair one—she wouldn’t have minded him watching porn as long as it was tasteful and they watched it together. Likewise, she would have been happy to let him in on the action with her new toy.
But he seemed so hurt and upset that she would need something besides his stubby little member to satisfy her, that she’d thrown the wand in the trash. After that, she had given up on the idea of amassing a toy collection like her friend Lacy had.
Here, though, was the chance to try something she’d always wanted to try and there was no pouting fiancé to shame her or stop her. She was already getting hot and bothered—there were male buds caressing both her nipples at this point and shooting sparks of pleasure from her tight peaks to the place between her legs. Why shouldn’t she open her thighs and let the long blue bud try to get inside?
It probably won’t be able to manage anyway, Iyanna told herself, as she parted her thighs and allowed the seeking bud access to her pussy. I’m sure the female pods are much easier to slip into—it probably won’t even be able to find my—
These thoughts were cut off abruptly when the furled tip of the dark blue male bud slipped between her outer lips and found the mouth of her pussy. Iyanna gasped as she felt it slide inside her, cool and smooth and slippery and considerably larger than anything she’d ever felt before.
“Ohhh,” she murmured. Almost without knowing what she was doing, she spread her thighs wider. Looking down into the clear blue water, she could see the long pod sliding deeper and deeper into her pussy. It stretched her inner walls slightly, but it wasn’t until the tip of the bud bottomed out inside her and pressed the mouth of her womb that she moaned in pleasure.
Iyanna had read that some women didn’t like to have too much pressure applied to the end of their channel. But she personally loved it and Ian had never been able to manage it—he was too short and stubby. So when the bud drew halfway out of her and then thrust in again, bumping the end of her channel with its blunt tip, she moaned appreciatively and spread her legs even wider.
“Oh God, that feels good!” she gasped, as the blue alien bud began to thrust in and out of her.
Am I letting it actually fuck me? she wondered hazily. She supposed she was, but it felt so good she didn’t mind. The other male buds continued to circle her tingling nipples as the long, cucumber-shaped one continued to thrust in and out of her, hitting the end of her channel with every stroke, making her moan and gasp.