"The Thing that Lurks"
Monster smut. Tentacle monster that lives under the bed decides to join two women for some fun.
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“The Thing that Lurks”
A thud at the door. Bodies in need banging against the wood and the rattling of keys. It watches, always watches, and waits. It enjoys when she has company.
A creak as they enter, a slam as the world is sealed away. Hands upon thighs and under shirts. They kiss. Tongues in need, velvet soft, weaving together all while it waited and watched.
Springs creak as they fall on the mattress. A rush of sighs and moans elate it. Anticipation brings it forward from where it lives to watch. It was tired of watching. It wanted to touch. To feel.
She knew it lurked in her room, but never engaged with it. A trick of the light, she would say. She needed more sleep, her friend would say. All while it listened and lurked under her bed. It was fond of her. The way she read out loud sometimes, and the way she kicked her feet in the air while the music played. It would curl around her as she slept sometimes, relishing the way she held it tight. The soft breaths she made as she slept. It enjoyed her. Knew her. It wanted her to see.
Clothes slip to the floor and she is laid bare. Another woman above her, thick with muscle and dripping with need. She was busy with a bare breast, slowly teasing, aching to be filled. It obliged. A tendril emerged from under the bed, hidden from sight except from her. It curved around the new woman’s back. A whisper of touch along her spine all as she watched. The stranger moaned at the touch and arched into it. An invitation. It curved toward her breast and teased. Soft, then slowly suctioning a nipple. A deep moan and another arch, all while she watched. She reached toward it and touched, feeling the velvet softness of its skin. She shook her head and cupped the woman’s face, tilting it a deep kiss, all as she watched another tendril reach toward her. She closed her eyes and held the woman, hands roaming her things and spanking her. She bit the stranger’s lip as she felt something caress her cheek.
Her eyes snapped open. It moved to her round lips and begged for entrance. She slipped her tongue over it and sighed as she sucked. It undulated inside her mouth, basking in the sweetness of her cries and it wanted more.
She felt another at her nipple, slowly suctioning in time with the one in her mouth. Another careening up her thighs and dragging across the mess running down her thighs before entering her.
The stranger’s eyes widened as she saw a tendril of darkness filling her lover’s mouth. Her tongue slipped around it, eyes closed in ecstasy as it moved inside her mouth. The stranger leaned forward and kissed the tentacle just below the woman’s mouth. Their tongues slipped off the entity and found each other. The suctioning at her nipple became harder, and she felt another join her empty breast. She writhed against the woman, desperate for friction, moaning as the tendril slipped between their mouths. She felt another at her entrance, lapping at her dripping ache, before pushing inside her. She pushed her breasts against the other woman and kissed and kissed. She lost herself in the undulation of mouths and tongues and gnashing bites as she rode the entity inside of her.
It lost itself in the feeling of their tongues worshipping it. The soft wetness of them as it entered and pushed. The cries and sighs of their desperation. It felt her hands rubbing it between the women. Nimble fingers down its shaft and placing it between them so they could ride it as they kissed it. The three of them a tangle of limbs and it was elated. It pumped inside them, growing in thickness until it felt them clench against it. It pushed deeper, sucking their nipples and worshipping their mouths and lost itself. It had been starved for so long. So long without being touched. It couldn’t stop.
The stranger began shaking first. Her walls trembled as she climbed her orgasm and released with a gasp. Tears ran down her cheeks as it entered her again, gentler than before, urging her to another release.
The woman, the object of its fantasy, pushed the stranger on her back and began rocking above her. She grabbed the woman’s hands and placed them on her breasts as they bounced. She lifted her ass in invitation and cried out as it plunged deeper than before. She rode it with a punishing pace and it couldn’t help moving away from the stranger to plunge into her mouth once more and wrapping around her neck, then chest, and settling between her folds as she rocked against it. Its thicker appendage kept up with her punishing pace and pause as the stranger spanked her ass. It resumed, thrilled as the other woman kneaded her ass and thighs and sucked her throat. She’d place ravenous kisses onto it as she worked on the woman above her. Moaning as it pounded against her walls.
It was distracted, shaking as it resumed its task. Another tentacle emerged and spanked the woman as she rocked her ass against him. She released a cry as he entered her ass, and another as the stranger snaked a finger to her clit. As a team they worked to render her incoherent and drooling. She arched her back with a cry that drove it over the edge. All of its appendages released a thick, warm spray inside the women. It felt them come with it and slumped onto the mattress. It curled around them and held them. Satiated at last.