Home from the Sea Ch. 03

As Neisae felt the tentacles slither along her stomach, she noted that she didn't feel any revulsion or hesitation. She wondered if any other Acuan woman had ever felt attraction towards a Teuthid, especially given the revelation that there were no Teuthid females. A soft shiver passed through her as the tentacles sliding along her stomach circled around to loosely embrace her, hooking around her middle as another pair joined the first, and then a third. This last pair slowly slid along the sides of her breasts as she felt Ralthid's fingers massage the back of her neck. Her eyes met his as she arched into his embrace.

His eyes were half-lidded, and though he had no lips, or even a visible nose, he seemed to be showing enjoyment in the set of his brow and cheekbones, the former showing concentration yet eagerness in the delicate way he furrowed them.

She picked up her hands, taking a moment to decide what to do with them. Finally, she reached through the tentacles that remained dangling to rest her palm on his stomach. He did not move back, not that she thought he would. Her other hand came to rest against his upper arm, feeling the flex of muscles under the skin.

As the hand she had on his stomach moved upward, one of his free tentacles snaked around it loosely, the tip of the tentacle lightly caressing the inside of her elbow. A short hum of pleasure thrummed from her throat, and her hand continued its exploration to discover that he had no nipples. Her fingers slid across his chest, following the ridge of muscle to his side, then back to the solar plexus, finding no nub of flesh with which she might tease and play. The Teuthians were different from Acuans and humans in some very obvious ways, but Neisae found herself not disturbed, but slightly surprised and perplexed that such a basic feature of anatomy she'd taken for granted simply didn't exist.

Regardless, she didn't halt her explorations, for Ralthid was obviously enjoying it, and why should she deny him over something that was an oddity only to an Acuan?

Her other hand slid up to his shoulder before resting in the crook that divided neck from shoulder. She felt gentle pressure from the tentacles around her middle and back, pulling her several inches closer to him. Her hand slid around to the back of her neck as her other slid down his stomach, stopping around where his navel would be, before going back up, delicately gliding along the depression where his collarbones met. She rested the palm against this area as her fingers slid upward, feeling his pulse before coming to his jawline, which extended several inches before she felt the base of a tentacle.

His other tentacles continued their ministration, her nipples hard under the gentle assault of two tentacles, their lengths massaging and squeezing her breasts as they did so.

"Ralthid..." she arched, the hand on his shoulder giving a squeeze. She wiggled even closer, straddling him now, her knees against either side of him, at the bottom of his ribcage. A tentacle slid past her navel, trailing along the band of cloth around her hips.

"Do you wish for me to further our intimacy?" he asked gently, the tentacle sliding against her in a slightly firmer manner.

"... Yes. Please," she replied without thinking.

"As you wish," he purred, the tentacle pausing at the area above her pubis before slipping under the cloth, making its way along her thatch before finding the tip of the cleft that led to her most intimate areas.

"Let me get that out of the way," she whispered.

"Hmm?" he asked, his tentacles pausing for a moment. Undoing the band, she slipped out of the last vestiges of her modesty, and he did not hesitate to look downwards, his tentacles moving aside along the middle so he could see her. She wiggled herself at him, and his grip tightened.

The tentacle slid along her outer lips, making a languid exploration, circling back at her perineum before starting to delve within her. A soft moan met their ears as her hips shifted, the tentacle giving her inner lips several increasingly firm strokes. It slid further inside, wiggling against her walls as she whimpered softly, her grip on him tightening as she pushed her hips forward a couple of inches. The other tentacles along her body continued to caress her, their grip tightening gently as their strokes became firmer.

Her head lolled back as about of tentacle made its way into her, curling back down at the end of her warm tightness.

"Ralthid..." she breathed, having never been so aroused in any of her previous sexual encounters.

"In intimacy, a Teuthid values the pleasure of his partner." He lowered his head, the tentacles continuing to caress and fondle her as they gently eased her back to bring her womanhood to an angle that benefited him. Her arm, the one that had a tentacle wrapped around it, reached up to rest her palm against the back of his head as he positioned himself between her thighs, the lower half of his face level with her aching womanhood.

"What do you feel with your tentacles? Is it like touching something with your fingers?" Neisae asked, the thoughts tumbling into her voice.

"They're a bit more sensitive than fingers," Ralthid easily replied. "And as you doubtless are feeling, more... tactility than fingers, hmm?" To punctuate his statement, the tentacles wiggled along her skin. His hands now rested on her hips, his thumbs near the vee where her pelvis and legs met. Lightly, she brushed her thumb against the top of his head. His skin was quite nearly like an Acuan's. His skin seemed to be made of miniscule scales, though he was not the least bit slimy or sticky, and the scales were small enough to offer his skin great flexibility and softness.

The tentacles that had been caressing and massaging her breasts trailed downward, joining the one at her womanhood, and she gave out a shuddering gasp as they stroked along her inner lips, wiggling them open as the one within her slid in and out, wiggling as it did so. His hands slid down to her knees to spread them further, and there was not the least bit of resistance on her part as she was opened to him, every intimate part in full view and wet or swollen, or both.

Ralthid closed the distance between his mouth and her womanhood, the tentacles teasing her womanhood being the ones at the top of his mouth. The tentacle that had been in her withdrew, now working her clitoris, wrapping around it and rubbing the sensitive nub. She arched, her hand pressing at his head as she felt a tentacle slide within... no, it was his tongue, she was sure of it.

"Yes, Ralthid... oh gods yes..." she gasped, propping herself up on her free elbow as she stared down at him with half-lidded eyes. His arms were now hooked around her thighs, her rear end just barely hanging off the rocky outcrop. He nodded, as if indicating that he was answering her unspoken question.

A tentacle was teasing her clit, two were keeping her open for him while caressing her, and his tongue was working its way against her inner walls, pressing upward.

After several thrusts, the tongue withdrew, replacing the tentacle on her clit before she felt a finger and then another slide within, rubbing at that inner spot within her that under his ministrations, sent delicious shudders of pleasure through her loins. She vocalized her pleasure quite a few times, though her body language spoke volumes on its own. Finally arching her hips and curling her toes, she reached the apex of her pleasure, feeling the delicious shuddering within her nerves as Ralthid continued his ministrations, his tongue laving at the result of his attentions.

"That... was amazing," Neisae managed to whisper. He nuzzled her groin affectionately as he looked up at her.

"For all our dourness outside intimacy, we can be quite open and energetic when it comes to within. And mating,..." he emphasized the word, skimming the tip of a tentacle along the sensitive skin of her neck and down the valley between her breasts, "can last a long, long time."

"O... ohh... really?" Neisae's tits, already hard, seemed to harden even more at the his words,. "Mmm... perhaps you could teach Acuan men a few things..." she half'-joked.

"And give our secrets away?" he scoffed as he licked up the last of his reward before raising his head, "doubtful. If a woman ever wants to learn what that's like, the only way to do so is to bed one of my people." As he finished the statement he slid his fingers slowly out, then back in, thrusting them to the knuckle. Carefully, he poked her g-spot, drawing out her orgasm in several pleasant shivers. "Feel good?" he questioned, sounding as if he already knew the answer.

"Oh... oh..." Her head lolled back, exposing her tanned, creamy neck as she took a deep breath, her breasts seeming to get bigger as her chest lifted, and she nodded slowly. "You have longer fingers than an Acuan. Better reach," she said as she lifted her head back, giving him a lopsided grin as she clenched around him.

He pulled her to himself, hugging her so that their chests were flush against one another. She was lowered in the sandy shallows, and he deposited her onto the more forgiving surface.

"There is something I wish to do," Ralthid said as he looked down at her. He gently pressed against her thigh, giving a not-so-subtle reminder of his own arousal.

"I would like to place myself between your breasts. I find their softness and warmth extremely pleasing."

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Neisae nodded and arched towards him, cupping a breast. Under the ambient moonlight of the grotto, she was a siren wrapped in shadows, her eyes seeming to glow in the semidarkness. She was stunning, and his loins ached to further partake of her.

The material in the library had ample material on how to please, and share pleasure with a partner. Intimacy without intercourse was a well-regarded method of courting, and even after mating, remained an enjoyable supplement to the act itself.

His hands slid down his sides to hook into the material wrapped around his hips. He shimmied out of it and knelt before her, letting her get a good view of his arousal. Her eyes widened as he gave it several strokes, basking in her awe.

"It's so big..." she breathed. He paused.

"Is it too much for you?" he asked with concern.

"Goodness, no! Well, almost." Neisae commented, batting her eyes at him. "I assure you, I've enjoyed every bit of you I've seen... or felt so far. Come here," she beckoned, curling her finger at him.

He needed no further prompt, and straddled her middle, the tip of his aching manhood mere inches from her mouth. She looked down and reached out with one hand, giving it firm strokes. His hands slid to her shoulders as he leaned down, watching her as she massaged it with both hands now, sending searing yet pleasant throbs through him.

Her hands slid down to cup her breasts, squeezing them around his cock, and he breathed out slowly, one of his tentacles reaching between their bodies to her womanhood.

He pulled back, then forward, taking another breath as he gave several slow thrusts. He jerked a bit when he felt her lips at the tip of his manhood, before he relaxed, surrendering to her attention. Deliberately, he slowed his thrusts to give her time to explore him with her lips and tongue/

"Yes... Neisae..." he hummed as she sucked at him, her tongue wiggling against the small slit. At times, he would simply still for several seconds, basking in the pleasure from her eagerness.

Eventually, he started to thrust more firmly, fulfilling a more basic need. His hips gyrated as he used one tentacle to pleasure her, feeling her wiggle against him, squeezing her breasts around him firmly. Her quick breathing accompanied his own. He heard his name whispered amidst the splashing, her body arching against him, her warmth around him.

"Yes, Neisae... come with me," he whispered, the tentacle intensifying its manipulation of her clit, and their eyes met, green and blue flashing with her desire for him. She gave out a sharp cry as he pushed her to her second orgasm. Her fingers dug into her breasts, and she arched against him again. He thrust forward, his seed splattering into her mouth and against her chin and breasts.

He maintained his grip on her shoulders, slowing his breath as he felt her withdraw her hands away from her breasts. Sliding to her side, the tentacle within her gently thrusting several more times before withdrawing. Propping himself on one elbow, he looked down at her. His essence glistened against her skin, and he felt a fresh ache in his groin at this sight.

"This can not be the last time we do this," Ralthid commented half-playfully.

"I am happy to see that we share that sentiment," Neisae commented as she dragged a couple of fingertips along the mess on her face. Her tongue darted out to lick them clean, and she looked up at him with a knowing glance. "If I knew how much fun being with a Teuthian was, I would have given you welcome signals a long time ago."

"It would seem so." A tentacle reached out to caress her cheek. "Nonetheless, the important thing is that we have acknowledged, and accepted our desire for one another. Nothing remains for us but to explore these desires.. together."

"Mmm." He felt her hand slide along his chest, and one of his tentacles gently hooked around her elbow. He knew that he would never forget the smell, taste, feel, or sight of her. His penis stirred as he thought of having her as his mate, to take her fully and hold her against himself any time he wished.

In due time, he promised himself. For the time being, he was content to bask in the afterglow of what they'd already shared, and enjoy her company.