bookpower Chapter 411: Compatible
Chapter 411: Compatible
Chapter 411: Compatible
“That is so much hotter than I imagined it would be.”
“You’ve been imagining this?”
Jay glanced away from the exotic spectacle to give Aila a half-shrug.
“I mean, not this scenario specifically, but tentacle sex has definitely been one of my more frequent fantasies ever since I hit puberty and discovered hentai.”
Aila gave her a confused shake of her head before slumping forward and laying her naked body across Jay’s lap. Letting her weight rest on top of Jay’s momentarily spent, half-hard cock, the redhead folded her arms under her chin and turned her attention back to the threesome.
“I don’t know what hentai is supposed to be, but I’m certain that it must be a truly corrupting force if it had anything to do with the formation of your sexual inclinations.”
“You have no idea,” Jay laughed before roughly squeezing Aila’s bare bottom. “Also, you didn’t seem to have any issue with my sexual inclinations a minute ago, so don’t start complaining now.”
“Someone has to remind you that your lewd perversions border on the insane,” Aila said while purposefully rubbing her soft chest against Jay’s hardening shaft. “No one else here will.”
That was certainly true, Jadis had to admit. Not just that her erotic thills were on the extreme end compared to the vanilla sex most people happily enjoyed, but Aila was also right that everyone else in the room was far too involved with her perversions to voice any criticisms. Not that Jadis felt anyone should be criticizing her sexual preferences. She liked what she liked and as long as everyone involved was a freely consenting adult and was enjoying themselves, then there was no problem. Still. Aila was correct. Jadis’ tastes were definitely far, far from the norm.
“Oh, fuck! Right there! Gods, keep going you sex Demon! Fuck my ass harder!”
Thankfully, her lovers were compatible with her interests.
Jadis’ three selves were spread out in three spots around the huge bed of their private temple quarters. Syd was leaning against the headrest with Eir hanging limply in her arms. She had shown a lot of passionate exuberance during their brief time alone, so the priestess was taking a moment to recover. Jay sat on the left side of the foot of the bed, legs stretched out before her and her arms propping her up behind her while Aila lay indulgently across her lap. They had been enjoying each other for the past ten minutes or so and had also decided to take a breather, though more to watch the show than a need to recover. Dys sat on the opposite side of the bed from Jay and had both Thea and Bridget with her. Bridget was lavishing Dys’ cock with her hands and tongue while Thea simply leaned into her side, mesmerized by the erotic display being put on by the three in the middle of the bed.
Alex, Kerr, and Sabina were intwined together in what Jadis could only describe as a tentacle monster knot. Alex lay on her back while Kerr and Sabina were supported horizontally above her. They weren’t laying on top of Alex, not exactly, since Alex was using her two large monstrous hands and her three thick locomotion tentacles to both hold them up and keep them in place. Her regular-sized hands and many thinner tentacles were stroking, squeezing, and doing all sorts of other lewd things to the two women in her grasp.
“Mmph!” Sabina whined loudly around the tentacle in her mouth. “Mm—hmm, hmph!”
“She said to fuck her ass harder, too,” Kerr panted while looking down into Alex’s three, neon blue eyes.
“She is... Coming... Again...” the Demon advised as she closely examined the junction between Sabina’s legs.
“I bet—bet that she is,” Kerr groaned. “I’m close, too!”
That had to be Kerr’s fourth orgasm in less than fifteen minutes. A damn fine showing, in Jadis’ opinion. She didn’t bother trying to guess how many times Sabina had reached her peak. With how sensitive the smith’s trigger was, she’d probably hit double digits already.
The squirming half-elf was sandwiched between Kerr and Alex, her body flipped around so that her crotch was by their heads. She was facing up, so Sabina had a good view of what Alex was doing to Kerr’s nether region, though Jadis doubted the woman was paying much attention. Not with how hard she kept coming.
Kerr, however, was definitely enjoying the sight of Alex’s tentacles pushing in and out of Sabina’s soaked pussy and ass.
“Fu—fuck,” Kerr shuddered around her latest peak. “Oh, merde, that’s amazing. Put another one in her pussy. I love the way you’re making her shake!”
Jadis’ eyebrows raised at the request. From her angle, and she had a few, Alex had already put two tentacles into Sabina’s slick core as well as one in her rear. All three were pumping in and out of the smith in a steady, synchronized rhythm that meant no one tentacle was inside of Sabina at the same time as the other two. Adding a fourth tentacle to the mix seemed like it would be a bit of a stretch, especially since Alex didn’t have the Anatomical Adaptation skill that Jadis possessed to make large insertions easier.
Apparently, Jadis’ worry was for nothing as another tentacle, doused in a slippery lube that Kerr had pilfered from somewhere in the temple, squeezed in next to the other two tentacles already inside of Sabina’s pussy with only minor resistance. Just to be safe, presumably, Alex removed the tentacle she had stuffing the smith’s mouth.
That was a bit of an exaggeration, but Jadis agreed with the point being made. Even Anatomical Adaptation had its limits, Jadis was sure. Maybe, possibly, Jadis could just insert the tip of her member into Sorcha and bring them both off in that manner just to complete the bare minimum requirements for her Lewd Lover’s Bond ritual, but even that seemed like it would be a stretch considering Jadis’ girth. Besides which, Jadis didn’t want to do the bare minimum for Sorcha. Anyone Jadis was even considering making love to deserved her best efforts, not a perfunctory engagement.
“Fortunately for you,” Dys spoke as she lightly rubbed at where Sorcha had slapped her shaft with one finger, “I did think of a way for us to fuck that’ll be anatomically doable, and more importantly, fun for us both.”
“Oh yeah?” Sorcha asked as she cocked her hips to one side while raising one thick eyebrow at her. “How’s that?”
“How would you feel about growing one of these of your own?” Dys asked while waggling her member at the witch.
“Well, I guess I never really thought too much about that sort of thing,” Sorcha said as she eyed Dys’ cock. “Though I admit the idea has crossed my mind ever since I saw what you and the others here have been doing.”
“It’s a lot of fun, actually,” Bridget confided as she leaned in a little towards Sorcha. “I mean, I wouldn’t give up my pussy or anything for one, but having a cock feels amazing.”
“It d—does feel g—good,” Thea agreed with a shy smile. “And it’s a g—good idea, too. Jadis can take anything you grow much b—better than the other way around.”
Sorcha didn’t look like she needed much convincing, but she still had a few questions in her.
“Will the ritual still work like that?” Sorcha asked, her gaze having turned speculative.
“It should, yes,” Dys nodded. “Nothing about my understanding of how it works says the requirements can’t be fulfilled that way.”
“And you would, um, be okay with... with me being the one doing that to you?” Sorcha asked, her voice far quieter and more vulnerable than for the first question.
Dys pulled away from Thea and Bridget for a moment so that she could lean in close to the witch, bringing their faces level with each other.
“Of course I would be,” Dys replied sincerely. Reinforcing her words with a brief but passionate kiss, she added a further comment. “It would quite literally be my pleasure.”
Sorcha blinked the stars out of her eyes that had formed from the kiss, then glared at Dys.
“That’s the sort of shit I expect Syd to say, not you.”
“How do you know I’m not Syd?”
“Because while I can’t tell your bodies apart, Sabina can. And she called that one over there Syd earlier.”
“Fair enough,” Dys shrugged. “But either way, I’m still Jadis, so you’ll be getting the crappy puns no matter what.”
“Yeah, well, enough puns,” Sorcha waved her hands in Dys’ face. “I didn’t just spend fifteen minutes in the bath psyching myself up for this damned orgy business just to stand her naked, talking! If we’re going to do this, let’s do it!”
“Also fair enough,” Dys grinned at Sorcha’s mock temper. “Only question is, who wants to volunteer to help? We need a third person to perform the ritual.”
Before anyone else could say anything, a shaky hand rose up from the bed. Said hand was attached to Sabina, who was still lying face down into the mattress. That didn’t stop her words from being heard, though.
“I’ll do it for you, Sorcha,” Sabina’s muffled voice came from the blankets. “It would be an honor to help my friend grow her very own cock!”
“...Thanks, Sabby.”