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One of them even went up to my cock, was gently wrapping itself around it and was then massaging it with elegance, going all the way up and down on it and causing not only me, but also my cock a slightly harder arousal. I was pleasantly moaning through the morning massage and enjoyed it to the fullest. The looser I was getting from it, the bigger of an effect the tentacles were having on me, giving me a much greater bliss and making me even harder with it. \n\nI haven't done anything with my tentacles for a long time. And the longer I was spoiled by them, the more clearly the feelings was coming back to me and the more it became clear again on why I had done nothing with them: they were just being way too good! They were pretty much always spoiling me with their presence, even when they weren't even having any direct physical contact with me. They already knew how they have to behave in order to give me the ultimate pleasure. It was that joy that made me do nothing. I neglected just about everything and that wasn't good. The more I had barricaded myself inside my own room because of them, the clearer it became to me that things couldn't go on like this. That?s why I dropped them off for a long time. \n\nThey didn't seem to have taken any offenses to that, because they also knew that what they had done was the wrong thing for me. They were still \"inexperienced\" and couldn't control themselves as much as they could now. Part of the reason why they found it okay to use me the way they did was me. I was letting them engage in their naughty deeds with me and I even allowed them to do so. I even wanted it, which was why they kept on doing it to me. I was the reason why I got caught up in my tentacles and that we were basically sleeping our way up one another. This time, thanks for the time-out I had, it became clear to me how much controlled one should be and how one should be able to control oneself through all of it. \n\nNow it was all alright for both of us, as it was the weekend. Today we could do it together all day long and have one hell of a good time. But even so, from time to time, one or two breaks should have to be calculated, before I end up again in tentacle heaven. But we weren't that far into it yet. First there needs to be some fun and they were giving me a bunch of it at once. They slowly started to diverging more and more off of me, just so that they could feel me up even better. Thanks to yesterday night, they were even still a bit pumped up and bigger than normal. I noticed it through the feeling, the sentiment, as well as the excitement from it. They are like me, as I was literally longing for them to be on me. They were happy to be allowed to have some time to play with me again. I could already imagine how they would go straight to the point with me and piling me up with tons of great and wonderful feelings. But that would only bring back the whole situation of the past and that wouldn't be the point of the matter even on a day off like this. Instead, they just came closer onto me, almost crossing that threshold to make it all happen once again. \n\nEven if they were holding themselves back on me, they did such a wonderful job that I was about to cum from it. The tentacles on my body did nothing else but continue to loll around me and make me feel good. But the tentacle on my cock was moving itself faster up and down on it. It was literally charging me up, pumping up my orgasm so that I would like it more than if I would cum the normal way. And how: I was cumming hard but relaxed and let all of my juices flow away from me with some pressure. I could imagine it happening before my closed eyes, how it would spew like a fountain, only to immediately crash down on me again. But that didn't happen. As soon as I was cumming, the tentacle on my penis was putting itself over my tip and started sucking on it. Of course, it was flowing down its entire length into the backpack and I felt how gradually the tentacles all around me were getting themselves bigger, thicker and plumper. This great feeling made me cum even more, so that they could be a little bit more massive, greater and better. \n\nThe memories started coming back to me. This was actually the main reason why I was losing myself in them back then: the bigger they got, the more exciting they became. They always felt better, the bigger they get. That was what made me want even more of them, making them keep going on me, just to make me cum back faster into them and to let them make me even happier. As soon as it was over, my tentacles were seeing the same look on me as back then, only a little bit more restrained: they were seeing my lust, my emotions, my excitement; all of them were being in plain sight for them. They could even feel it directly on me: I was lying much more laid-back in bed now than I was before. But instead of the time when it managed to be the prelude to my tentacle heaven, they themselves were now holding back. They knew that they liked to satisfy me, their Master, as much as they could. They also knew about the last time where this had been leading them towards. For them, there hadn't been any consequences. But for me, it was actually a little bit different. Unlike the past, they were now being way more normal now: they continued to slide all around me and letting me get to feel some very alluding pleasure. \n\nAs I was slowly getting myself back to the height and while they were now slowing down on me, I could finally start have some clear thoughts in my mind again. My tentacles were just the best. They just knew a lot more about me and my preferences, but they also could perfectly satisfy and stimulate me. However, it was somehow insufficient, even if it felt good. If only I could share this joy with someone, I would have much more of it, since I could enjoy it with someone at the same time. But unfortunately there was almost no one who was having the exact same conditions, as I did right now... Wait a minute... I had a friend who not only was having some backpack tentacles on his own, but from which I even got mine from. Exactly at that moment my excitement literally exploded and my tentacles was also getting it quite clearly. Not only did they know exactly what I was thinking about, but also what it ultimately meant for the both of us. They knew what to do, were getting themselves off of me and were giving me back my freedom of movement, so that I could do exactly what I had just thought up. But for that we had to go to him first. \n\nThat was the easy part, but first I had to cool myself down, which was easier said than done, with my tentacles doing the same, so that they could all fit back inside their backpack again. Even though it was being big enough for the large number of them, it was still a bit too small to take their now inflated form. As soon as it was good enough for us to return to normal, we were already being on our way to my friend. I hadn't been with him for a long time since we seemed to be getting bad at doing anything together. My only connection was to chat with him over the internet. We were turning each other on with our particular style and through one or the other ever-decreasing role-playing, while sometimes even talking about some normal stuff from time to time. However, we were seeing each other less and less. Either he wasn't responding to me as much anymore or he was just being offline more often and even longer than me. Had he already found someone better? Maybe I?ll find something out once I am being over there. \n\nI knew exactly where he lived, since I had secretly followed him once or twice. Actually, I knew about his stay from my Latias, as she was still being crazily in love with him. Even though it was more one-sided, she maintained her attachment to him and was even \"toying\" with him in exactly the same way she knew how he had always done it: during the night as she sleeps. It ought to have happened to me a few times or more, but my body wasn't as sensitive as her for me to detect it. 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At least I wasn't finding anything after just mere seconds. Suddenly, my sensitive ears were picking up some noises: It sounded as if a door had just been unlocked... I seem that I have picked out a better time than I thought. But still I had to hide myself somewhere. Luckily, his bed was being directly next to me, so I went under it. Of course, I hit my head onto it out of haste, so that I now had to get along for a few seconds with a headache. Additionally, I pulled my backpack along with me and together we just wait and see. \n\nA short time later he was coming into his room. I couldn't see much of him, only his feet, as they walked quickly through his room. He put off a few things, including some clothes, and seemed quite winded. He almost had the idea of ??dropping himself onto his bed, but he chose to do something else. Accordingly, he now went somewhere, apparently towards his closet, and was taking out something there: A small, blue schoolbag. 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However, that wasn't the only place being visited and blessed by one of his tentacles. His butt was also getting one. But since I was being right behind him and his tail was stretching itself pretty far high up, I was having the wonderful insight of how his tentacle was lusciously penetrating him. I?m sure it was looking just as nice to me as it was feeling to him. My cock jerked and throbbed with excitement at the wonderful image that was going on before me. So that was the true Curby. \n\nto not only get an idea of ??what he was doing all day long, but also why he usually wasn't answering me back as frequently anymore: He had found the love for his tentacles just as I did. Curby was now giving himself it when he realized that it was futile, since he was already being caught. Even his own cock, hard and dripping, seemed to betray him, obviously telling the world before him that he had liked it very much. \n\nI wasn't being mad at him for it, but I was even finding it cute. Not only because how he was treating his tentacles, but also how he himself was behaving on with them. And, to not make him the only one being exposed, my own tentacles were now joining me, so that he knew that I was on his side. Somehow he was astonished that I was having my own tentacles with me. And yet it was he who has given a very special egg, so that I could have my own. It was mostly his tentacles that had given it to me. I had found some great enthusiasm in them, once I saw them in action with him for the first time. It was almost as if he had just forgotten about this one thing, as if, during all of these very naughty situations, he wasn't being himself anymore. Nevertheless, he was still being in one, because his tentacles were still snaking themselves all seductively around him and even went to all the places that really excited him without doing it directly with him. Actually, they were actually imitating my tentacles, since they seemed to be more open-minded to me than him. \n\nSuddenly I was getting an idea: how far did he come with his tentacles? Mine have been good enough for a long time, that they can easily put me in a stationary mood of lust, thanks to their outlandish skills and abilities. Were his just as great as mine? Judging by his small bag, it didn't seem to be the case, as it just wasn't enough. But maybe they could do other nice things that even mine could learn from. However, since he was still caught up in his shyness, there was only one way to make him surrender to them: I had to challenge him to it. I myself was sharing all of what I had learned from my tentacles with him and he seemed to be pretty much listening to all of it astonishingly focused. However, I told him that by words and not by deeds. Even though he was visibly upset by it, he didn't believe any of this, because it sounded way too good for him. Of course, he was challenging me to show him all this first before he indulges himself onto his, showing me his true form. \n\nIt was an honor for me to be able to perform for him, even if it was just a trick of him to see something perhaps better of me, from which his tentacles could learn something and use it on him instead. Nevertheless, we were doing it before him: my tentacles were snaking themselves around me wherever it was best and were working very effectively in front of my friend. Not only did it really make me very happy to indulge myself for him, but it almost made me sink myself directly into my own pleasure hole even faster. However, I could still hold onto myself, before it started: My tentacles penetrated my butt and mouth, doing it with me right in front of him. I enjoyed it so much that I didn't notice how he was watching me in amazement that someone with his tentacles was having just as much fun with each other as he did, if not more. This was even being validated once I began to moan and one of my tentacles was now even being on my very much erect cock. But not only did it play around with me, but it was shortly thereafter taking it and was blowing me before the ones they originated from. \n\nI wasn't quite sure if he has accidentally moaned during the whole thing, by the realization that I probably had told him the truth, or if it was just me, as I was gradually being more and more used by my own tentacles. The more they were doing on me, the more I realized how much faster my orgasm deep inside of me was coming up. My blowing tentacle also noticed this and went up and down on it even faster as well. That was the final blow and from it I was actually cumming way harder than I normally would. Curby surely saw as one huge load after another was flowing down that one tentacle. But that wasn't the only thing that happened. A short time later, I realized how they all gradually began to grow all around me. It always felt so great when they were doing that to me. But to make it happen in front of a friend of mine, who could definitely benefit from it, it was making me even more excited and aroused, which is why I was cumming even more because of that. After some time, my tentacles and I have calmed ourselves down again and were now decoupling from one another, at least internally. Once I could start seeing again, I now was seeing the actual reaction from the cat and it was making my rod jump with joy: \n\nHe just stood there with his mouth agape and couldn't believe what he got to see from me. The same was with his tentacles. They were all just looking over at me while continuing to be with him. Surely they never even had the idea to let their sessions move into that kind of a direction, since they were most likely doing it completely different, even though the very beginning of it seemed to be very much the same, at least for the both of us. I broke his awestruck rigidity by asking him how they were doing it. As soon as I said it and my friend just wanted to talk himself out of his situation out of embarrassment of self-exposure, his tentacles seemed to be ambitious to act out its way of doing it with its playmate and were now doing it with him right in front of me. At first it looked much more like they were just going on him because they were being so close and yet so far away from my tentacles surely impressive prowess. But then I was seeing how they were literally taking him off the floor and were literally fucking him right up towards the ceiling while holding him up in the air. Now my tentacles were the ones being amazed at what they were doing to him. While we were doing it more sensually and enjoyable, they went all out and were properly doing it with each other in their own way. \n\nCurby, however, seemed to be looking quite surprised as soon as his tentacles had started to go all out at him. But only after they had drilled themselves into him and were hard and savagely fucking him, he was giving himself in and enjoyed his usual treatment he was getting from them. Not only was he allowing himself to be used by them, but he even went one step further: he did everything in his power to properly indulge himself to his tentacles, pulling up his legs and stretching them out along with his bushy tail, so they could plow him with much more gusto. It looked very much exciting how they all were handling him. Actually, they were treating him just like my tentacles would, only much faster and much rougher. I noticed how they themselves were also moving around eagerly and excitedly. It was just looking so enticingly good that they wanted to do it to me like that as well. Why not? Everything they can do, his can do better: and with that, they slowly went onto their usual places on me. I realized that they hesitated. They knew that they were being bigger than Curby?s tentacles and that they would probably make me fall even more into my lust-filled ruin should they actually go through with it. But since Curby already looked like he was already being inside his, there was no reason for me not to do it as well. \n\nI felt one of my tentacles penetrating my bottom and settling itself in there. The deeper and farther it moved on and the fuller I was getting from it, the softer I seem to become. It felt so wonderful, especially when I am even shared that joy with my friend while facing each other. Slowly I felt a certain pressure there and a short time later I noticed how my feet were now also coming off from the ground. So this is what it feels like to be hanging in the air. Instinctively I reached for my tentacles and held onto them. It was a bit new for the both of us, so they just made it more comfortable for me. But since I am gradually weakened by the proper fucking they were now giving me, they had to help me out once again, giving me the support I needed just like Curby was getting it from his tentacles. In no time at all I found myself in the same position as he did: legs drawn, stretched apart and tail raised. Somehow it was turning me on big time how wonderfully and beautifully my tentacles were entering and exiting themselves inside of he, while I was hanging around between all of them. Surely it was exactly what Curby was feeling right now, except for the fact that mine were doing it much softer and more empathetic. But as soon as I thought that, the opposite started to happen at once: \n\nAll of the sudden, the one in my mouth pushed itself deeper into it, fucking me now properly and utterly, while the one in my butt was slowly going out of me, only to force itself back into me hard, rough and fest, speeding up just as much. Well, just as I did myself, my tentacles were now also imitated Curby?s tentacles and were giving it to me just as much as they did on him. It felt so heavenly, how fast I liked it and how much I sank into my own feelings. It was melting me, mostly because of their already increased size. And since they were doing it even faster with me, I was only losing myself even more in them. I just let myself hang on my tentacles and was enduring all of what they were now trying out on me, which Curby had gotten himself from the very beginning. Somehow, I got used to it very quickly, because it was exactly the kind of activity that almost made me into a tentacle-dependent wreck back in the day. But because of my longer break from them together with my experience with my Latias, her family and another certain somebody, I seemed to have become strong enough to oppose this. \n\nCaught up in that soothing joy, I opened my eyes just in time and could see something happening on my friend, what had already happened on my end: One of his tentacles had pulled itself over his cock and was already blowing him for quite some time. Not a second later I heard a soothing moan coming from him through his tentacle-filled and -fucked mouth and could also see several big loads of his going through the blowing tentacle, pulling all of it into his little bag. It was exciting to watch, knowing exactly what that would mean for him: Some time later, all of his tentacles were getting themselves progressively thicker and bigger, just as mine had done before. More and more, he was internally as well as externally being haunted by them and seems to be visibly happy about it. I saw him trembling with intense excitement, which certainly has something to do with the feeling of his growing tentacles on his fur. It was the same for me, at least initially. Now it was just pure enjoyment to have them embiggening themselves on me. \n\nNow we were both being trapped in our own web of tentacles. They were treating us too well for us to just let it all end like that. But apparently they didn't want themselves to be the only one to give us that joy. I noticed how Curby and I were getting ourselves closer on each other, as if we weren't already being close together. When he opened his eyes and saw how close we were now being, he seemed to be moaning lustfully at me. During this process, I saw how he was reaching out to me with great effort. I met him with mine, only to realize how he was slowly pulling me towards him. Our tentacles were doing the same until we were being right on top of one another. The tentacles that were being in our way just went away from us, so that we could fully embrace ourselves. He was hugging me gently despite the fact that his whole body was being more and more weakened by the sheer joy that his tentacles were giving him. Fur on fur and cock on cock, we were now being together. \n\nSuddenly he was thanking me warmly for the wonderful pleasure that he was now receivably enjoying. Actually, it was me who had to thank him, because without him it would never have come this far. Nevertheless, I accepted his thanks and was hugging him back. Then he started to kiss me, first normally but was quickly frenching me deeply. I couldn't do anything other than to reciprocate and even wrap my tail around his, getting his on mine in return. Meanwhile, I noticed how our tentacles were coming over to the other's side. It was a joyful feeling to be taken by our tentacles and ourselves. It was fun beyond compare that we won't be forgetting so soon. But while we were having our fun, we were both getting the one same idea that was immediately being put into action by our tentacles. We were being repositioned on one another in a much better suited way: sixty-nine. In doing so, we instinctively took our cocks into our mouths and began to blow each other off. Meanwhile, our tentacles went over to the other and were thanking them for the new tricks and pleasure they were being taught by practicing it on them. \n\nAnd so it went on for most of the day: Caught in our tentacles, we enjoyed the pleasure we were being giving. But not only did we do it with our tentacles, but also with ourselves. Just as our tentacles had demonstrated on us, we were doing it with ourselves just as much over time, at least when we have somewhat recovered ourselves from our euphoria. Certainly I?ll see him online even less because of that, just because I let him have the means to do it. But should it take too long, I can come over to him and do it with him again. Maybe we?ve learned some other things that will make our situation much worse. But I first had to survive this day with him here. However, our tentacles seemed to notice in the evening that our fun together was drawing to a close and we had to depart. However, we both didn't go away empty-handed: Our two bellies were spherical, filled with cum of our two tentacles and the one from ourselves. In my case it would be his. \n\nOnce I got back home, I still couldn’t control all the feelings inside of me. I still felt him and his tentacles gliding around my fur. The plump filling just added to that feeling. Surprisingly, I was even able to feel which of the liquids were from my tentacles, from his tentacles or from himself. Somehow this mixture was giving me some great anticipation for the next time where I could do it with him and his tentacles. We have literally giving ourselves a reason to concern ourselves more with our own tentacles, to make them even more irresistible to us and let us lose ourselves even easier in them. But as long as I could stop myself from repeating the same downfall I managed to put myself into long ago, everything was going fine for me. However, I wasn’t being so sure about him. ", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "A new day dawned and my tentacle friends were still being all around me. I noticed that my blanket was still left next to me. But I didn't really need that because my tentacles were also functioning as a full-body duvet. They have really wrapped themselves around my whole body so that I was being truly embraced by them fully. It felt warm, cuddly and very exciting to have them on me like this. As I continued to lie in my bed, the events of last night were slowly coming back to me, pushing me back against the high-level excitement I once felt before. I even felt my cock pushing itself up between two tentacles and was gradually showing itself to the public of my room. The tender skin of the tentacles truly felt good on my penis as they inflated to their full size.

Apparently my tentacles seemed to have noticed that my cock and I were now being awake again, as they started to slowly developing themselves from me, but continued to snuggle and caress all around me. One of them even went up to my cock, was gently wrapping itself around it and was then massaging it with elegance, going all the way up and down on it and causing not only me, but also my cock a slightly harder arousal. I was pleasantly moaning through the morning massage and enjoyed it to the fullest. The looser I was getting from it, the bigger of an effect the tentacles were having on me, giving me a much greater bliss and making me even harder with it.

I haven't done anything with my tentacles for a long time. And the longer I was spoiled by them, the more clearly the feelings was coming back to me and the more it became clear again on why I had done nothing with them: they were just being way too good! They were pretty much always spoiling me with their presence, even when they weren't even having any direct physical contact with me. They already knew how they have to behave in order to give me the ultimate pleasure. It was that joy that made me do nothing. I neglected just about everything and that wasn't good. The more I had barricaded myself inside my own room because of them, the clearer it became to me that things couldn't go on like this. That?s why I dropped them off for a long time.

They didn't seem to have taken any offenses to that, because they also knew that what they had done was the wrong thing for me. They were still "inexperienced" and couldn't control themselves as much as they could now. Part of the reason why they found it okay to use me the way they did was me. I was letting them engage in their naughty deeds with me and I even allowed them to do so. I even wanted it, which was why they kept on doing it to me. I was the reason why I got caught up in my tentacles and that we were basically sleeping our way up one another. This time, thanks for the time-out I had, it became clear to me how much controlled one should be and how one should be able to control oneself through all of it.

Now it was all alright for both of us, as it was the weekend. Today we could do it together all day long and have one hell of a good time. But even so, from time to time, one or two breaks should have to be calculated, before I end up again in tentacle heaven. But we weren't that far into it yet. First there needs to be some fun and they were giving me a bunch of it at once. They slowly started to diverging more and more off of me, just so that they could feel me up even better. Thanks to yesterday night, they were even still a bit pumped up and bigger than normal. I noticed it through the feeling, the sentiment, as well as the excitement from it. They are like me, as I was literally longing for them to be on me. They were happy to be allowed to have some time to play with me again. I could already imagine how they would go straight to the point with me and piling me up with tons of great and wonderful feelings. But that would only bring back the whole situation of the past and that wouldn't be the point of the matter even on a day off like this. Instead, they just came closer onto me, almost crossing that threshold to make it all happen once again.

Even if they were holding themselves back on me, they did such a wonderful job that I was about to cum from it. The tentacles on my body did nothing else but continue to loll around me and make me feel good. But the tentacle on my cock was moving itself faster up and down on it. It was literally charging me up, pumping up my orgasm so that I would like it more than if I would cum the normal way. And how: I was cumming hard but relaxed and let all of my juices flow away from me with some pressure. I could imagine it happening before my closed eyes, how it would spew like a fountain, only to immediately crash down on me again. But that didn't happen. As soon as I was cumming, the tentacle on my penis was putting itself over my tip and started sucking on it. Of course, it was flowing down its entire length into the backpack and I felt how gradually the tentacles all around me were getting themselves bigger, thicker and plumper. This great feeling made me cum even more, so that they could be a little bit more massive, greater and better.

The memories started coming back to me. This was actually the main reason why I was losing myself in them back then: the bigger they got, the more exciting they became. They always felt better, the bigger they get. That was what made me want even more of them, making them keep going on me, just to make me cum back faster into them and to let them make me even happier. As soon as it was over, my tentacles were seeing the same look on me as back then, only a little bit more restrained: they were seeing my lust, my emotions, my excitement; all of them were being in plain sight for them. They could even feel it directly on me: I was lying much more laid-back in bed now than I was before. But instead of the time when it managed to be the prelude to my tentacle heaven, they themselves were now holding back. They knew that they liked to satisfy me, their Master, as much as they could. They also knew about the last time where this had been leading them towards. For them, there hadn't been any consequences. But for me, it was actually a little bit different. Unlike the past, they were now being way more normal now: they continued to slide all around me and letting me get to feel some very alluding pleasure.

As I was slowly getting myself back to the height and while they were now slowing down on me, I could finally start have some clear thoughts in my mind again. My tentacles were just the best. They just knew a lot more about me and my preferences, but they also could perfectly satisfy and stimulate me. However, it was somehow insufficient, even if it felt good. If only I could share this joy with someone, I would have much more of it, since I could enjoy it with someone at the same time. But unfortunately there was almost no one who was having the exact same conditions, as I did right now... Wait a minute... I had a friend who not only was having some backpack tentacles on his own, but from which I even got mine from. Exactly at that moment my excitement literally exploded and my tentacles was also getting it quite clearly. Not only did they know exactly what I was thinking about, but also what it ultimately meant for the both of us. They knew what to do, were getting themselves off of me and were giving me back my freedom of movement, so that I could do exactly what I had just thought up. But for that we had to go to him first.

That was the easy part, but first I had to cool myself down, which was easier said than done, with my tentacles doing the same, so that they could all fit back inside their backpack again. Even though it was being big enough for the large number of them, it was still a bit too small to take their now inflated form. As soon as it was good enough for us to return to normal, we were already being on our way to my friend. I hadn't been with him for a long time since we seemed to be getting bad at doing anything together. My only connection was to chat with him over the internet. We were turning each other on with our particular style and through one or the other ever-decreasing role-playing, while sometimes even talking about some normal stuff from time to time. However, we were seeing each other less and less. Either he wasn't responding to me as much anymore or he was just being offline more often and even longer than me. Had he already found someone better? Maybe I?ll find something out once I am being over there.

I knew exactly where he lived, since I had secretly followed him once or twice. Actually, I knew about his stay from my Latias, as she was still being crazily in love with him. Even though it was more one-sided, she maintained her attachment to him and was even "toying" with him in exactly the same way she knew how he had always done it: during the night as she sleeps. It ought to have happened to me a few times or more, but my body wasn't as sensitive as her for me to detect it. It was supposed to be the case, according to my little Latias, that I was getting some nightly visit. It was mostly what I still knew, what she had always done to him as well back then. But supposedly he was now being the one doing it to me now, which was unlikely. Even though I knew nothing about it, it was still annoying that I almost never got to notice any of the fun. But as long as something positive was coming out of it for all of us, it was still fine by me.

By now I have arrived in his room, but apparently I was once again the first one here, since he wasn't. I?ve always had the problem of picking out his time rhythm. But since he almost always makes everything irregularly, it was pure coincidence that I would meet him or speak to him exactly then and there. I looked around inside his room a bit because I hadn't been in here for a long time. However, I didn't seem to notice anything out of the ordinary, indicating any irregular side activities. At least I wasn't finding anything after just mere seconds. Suddenly, my sensitive ears were picking up some noises: It sounded as if a door had just been unlocked... I seem that I have picked out a better time than I thought. But still I had to hide myself somewhere. Luckily, his bed was being directly next to me, so I went under it. Of course, I hit my head onto it out of haste, so that I now had to get along for a few seconds with a headache. Additionally, I pulled my backpack along with me and together we just wait and see.

A short time later he was coming into his room. I couldn't see much of him, only his feet, as they walked quickly through his room. He put off a few things, including some clothes, and seemed quite winded. He almost had the idea of ??dropping himself onto his bed, but he chose to do something else. Accordingly, he now went somewhere, apparently towards his closet, and was taking out something there: A small, blue schoolbag. As soon as I was being aware of what bag it was exactly, it was opening itself magically and all of its contents were now snaking themselves out of it and up to him: it was his tentacle backpack, the one he was having at that time. Apparently, he hadn't upgraded their home and all and just left everything as it was. I didn't know why he wouldn't be doing it, but that didn't matter to me when I was now hearing some other sounds coming from him.

He was having a good time with them. Surely he was stroking and caressing each one of them and was about to play with them. However, I myself wasn't quite so sure about that, as I was still being under his bed and I couldn't see much of it very well. But my ears were good enough to give me more information about what he is doing with his tentacles or what his tentacles are doing with him. Anyway, it just sounded like he just loved being with his tentacles as they were all wiggling themselves all around him. But it wasn't long before I heard some more obvious sounds. Together with his soft moans, I was being quite sure that he now was having one of them inside his mouth and that he was enjoyingly licking, sucking, swallowing and blowing it with leisure. I actually wanted to stay under his bed, but my own cock as well as my own tentacles didn't want me to be hiding for much longer. So I came out from under his bed and was even getting to see a lot of him.

Not only was he having his back turned towards me, so he didn't even know of me being now behind him and watching him, but his tentacles were still being very much busy with him. I saw how gently they were all sliding themselves around his silver fur, certainly making him feel wonderful. The cat himself was fully focused onto his tentacles and happily taking the one he was having inside his mouth. It moved against his actions accordingly and moved in and out of him. However, that wasn't the only place being visited and blessed by one of his tentacles. His butt was also getting one. But since I was being right behind him and his tail was stretching itself pretty far high up, I was having the wonderful insight of how his tentacle was lusciously penetrating him. I?m sure it was looking just as nice to me as it was feeling to him. My cock jerked and throbbed with excitement at the wonderful image that was going on before me. So that was the true Curby.

to not only get an idea of ??what he was doing all day long, but also why he usually wasn't answering me back as frequently anymore: He had found the love for his tentacles just as I did. Curby was now giving himself it when he realized that it was futile, since he was already being caught. Even his own cock, hard and dripping, seemed to betray him, obviously telling the world before him that he had liked it very much.

I wasn't being mad at him for it, but I was even finding it cute. Not only because how he was treating his tentacles, but also how he himself was behaving on with them. And, to not make him the only one being exposed, my own tentacles were now joining me, so that he knew that I was on his side. Somehow he was astonished that I was having my own tentacles with me. And yet it was he who has given a very special egg, so that I could have my own. It was mostly his tentacles that had given it to me. I had found some great enthusiasm in them, once I saw them in action with him for the first time. It was almost as if he had just forgotten about this one thing, as if, during all of these very naughty situations, he wasn't being himself anymore. Nevertheless, he was still being in one, because his tentacles were still snaking themselves all seductively around him and even went to all the places that really excited him without doing it directly with him. Actually, they were actually imitating my tentacles, since they seemed to be more open-minded to me than him.

Suddenly I was getting an idea: how far did he come with his tentacles? Mine have been good enough for a long time, that they can easily put me in a stationary mood of lust, thanks to their outlandish skills and abilities. Were his just as great as mine? Judging by his small bag, it didn't seem to be the case, as it just wasn't enough. But maybe they could do other nice things that even mine could learn from. However, since he was still caught up in his shyness, there was only one way to make him surrender to them: I had to challenge him to it. I myself was sharing all of what I had learned from my tentacles with him and he seemed to be pretty much listening to all of it astonishingly focused. However, I told him that by words and not by deeds. Even though he was visibly upset by it, he didn't believe any of this, because it sounded way too good for him. Of course, he was challenging me to show him all this first before he indulges himself onto his, showing me his true form.

It was an honor for me to be able to perform for him, even if it was just a trick of him to see something perhaps better of me, from which his tentacles could learn something and use it on him instead. Nevertheless, we were doing it before him: my tentacles were snaking themselves around me wherever it was best and were working very effectively in front of my friend. Not only did it really make me very happy to indulge myself for him, but it almost made me sink myself directly into my own pleasure hole even faster. However, I could still hold onto myself, before it started: My tentacles penetrated my butt and mouth, doing it with me right in front of him. I enjoyed it so much that I didn't notice how he was watching me in amazement that someone with his tentacles was having just as much fun with each other as he did, if not more. This was even being validated once I began to moan and one of my tentacles was now even being on my very much erect cock. But not only did it play around with me, but it was shortly thereafter taking it and was blowing me before the ones they originated from.

I wasn't quite sure if he has accidentally moaned during the whole thing, by the realization that I probably had told him the truth, or if it was just me, as I was gradually being more and more used by my own tentacles. The more they were doing on me, the more I realized how much faster my orgasm deep inside of me was coming up. My blowing tentacle also noticed this and went up and down on it even faster as well. That was the final blow and from it I was actually cumming way harder than I normally would. Curby surely saw as one huge load after another was flowing down that one tentacle. But that wasn't the only thing that happened. A short time later, I realized how they all gradually began to grow all around me. It always felt so great when they were doing that to me. But to make it happen in front of a friend of mine, who could definitely benefit from it, it was making me even more excited and aroused, which is why I was cumming even more because of that. After some time, my tentacles and I have calmed ourselves down again and were now decoupling from one another, at least internally. Once I could start seeing again, I now was seeing the actual reaction from the cat and it was making my rod jump with joy:

He just stood there with his mouth agape and couldn't believe what he got to see from me. The same was with his tentacles. They were all just looking over at me while continuing to be with him. Surely they never even had the idea to let their sessions move into that kind of a direction, since they were most likely doing it completely different, even though the very beginning of it seemed to be very much the same, at least for the both of us. I broke his awestruck rigidity by asking him how they were doing it. As soon as I said it and my friend just wanted to talk himself out of his situation out of embarrassment of self-exposure, his tentacles seemed to be ambitious to act out its way of doing it with its playmate and were now doing it with him right in front of me. At first it looked much more like they were just going on him because they were being so close and yet so far away from my tentacles surely impressive prowess. But then I was seeing how they were literally taking him off the floor and were literally fucking him right up towards the ceiling while holding him up in the air. Now my tentacles were the ones being amazed at what they were doing to him. While we were doing it more sensually and enjoyable, they went all out and were properly doing it with each other in their own way.

Curby, however, seemed to be looking quite surprised as soon as his tentacles had started to go all out at him. But only after they had drilled themselves into him and were hard and savagely fucking him, he was giving himself in and enjoyed his usual treatment he was getting from them. Not only was he allowing himself to be used by them, but he even went one step further: he did everything in his power to properly indulge himself to his tentacles, pulling up his legs and stretching them out along with his bushy tail, so they could plow him with much more gusto. It looked very much exciting how they all were handling him. Actually, they were treating him just like my tentacles would, only much faster and much rougher. I noticed how they themselves were also moving around eagerly and excitedly. It was just looking so enticingly good that they wanted to do it to me like that as well. Why not? Everything they can do, his can do better: and with that, they slowly went onto their usual places on me. I realized that they hesitated. They knew that they were being bigger than Curby?s tentacles and that they would probably make me fall even more into my lust-filled ruin should they actually go through with it. But since Curby already looked like he was already being inside his, there was no reason for me not to do it as well.

I felt one of my tentacles penetrating my bottom and settling itself in there. The deeper and farther it moved on and the fuller I was getting from it, the softer I seem to become. It felt so wonderful, especially when I am even shared that joy with my friend while facing each other. Slowly I felt a certain pressure there and a short time later I noticed how my feet were now also coming off from the ground. So this is what it feels like to be hanging in the air. Instinctively I reached for my tentacles and held onto them. It was a bit new for the both of us, so they just made it more comfortable for me. But since I am gradually weakened by the proper fucking they were now giving me, they had to help me out once again, giving me the support I needed just like Curby was getting it from his tentacles. In no time at all I found myself in the same position as he did: legs drawn, stretched apart and tail raised. Somehow it was turning me on big time how wonderfully and beautifully my tentacles were entering and exiting themselves inside of he, while I was hanging around between all of them. Surely it was exactly what Curby was feeling right now, except for the fact that mine were doing it much softer and more empathetic. But as soon as I thought that, the opposite started to happen at once:

All of the sudden, the one in my mouth pushed itself deeper into it, fucking me now properly and utterly, while the one in my butt was slowly going out of me, only to force itself back into me hard, rough and fest, speeding up just as much. Well, just as I did myself, my tentacles were now also imitated Curby?s tentacles and were giving it to me just as much as they did on him. It felt so heavenly, how fast I liked it and how much I sank into my own feelings. It was melting me, mostly because of their already increased size. And since they were doing it even faster with me, I was only losing myself even more in them. I just let myself hang on my tentacles and was enduring all of what they were now trying out on me, which Curby had gotten himself from the very beginning. Somehow, I got used to it very quickly, because it was exactly the kind of activity that almost made me into a tentacle-dependent wreck back in the day. But because of my longer break from them together with my experience with my Latias, her family and another certain somebody, I seemed to have become strong enough to oppose this.

Caught up in that soothing joy, I opened my eyes just in time and could see something happening on my friend, what had already happened on my end: One of his tentacles had pulled itself over his cock and was already blowing him for quite some time. Not a second later I heard a soothing moan coming from him through his tentacle-filled and -fucked mouth and could also see several big loads of his going through the blowing tentacle, pulling all of it into his little bag. It was exciting to watch, knowing exactly what that would mean for him: Some time later, all of his tentacles were getting themselves progressively thicker and bigger, just as mine had done before. More and more, he was internally as well as externally being haunted by them and seems to be visibly happy about it. I saw him trembling with intense excitement, which certainly has something to do with the feeling of his growing tentacles on his fur. It was the same for me, at least initially. Now it was just pure enjoyment to have them embiggening themselves on me.

Now we were both being trapped in our own web of tentacles. They were treating us too well for us to just let it all end like that. But apparently they didn't want themselves to be the only one to give us that joy. I noticed how Curby and I were getting ourselves closer on each other, as if we weren't already being close together. When he opened his eyes and saw how close we were now being, he seemed to be moaning lustfully at me. During this process, I saw how he was reaching out to me with great effort. I met him with mine, only to realize how he was slowly pulling me towards him. Our tentacles were doing the same until we were being right on top of one another. The tentacles that were being in our way just went away from us, so that we could fully embrace ourselves. He was hugging me gently despite the fact that his whole body was being more and more weakened by the sheer joy that his tentacles were giving him. Fur on fur and cock on cock, we were now being together.

Suddenly he was thanking me warmly for the wonderful pleasure that he was now receivably enjoying. Actually, it was me who had to thank him, because without him it would never have come this far. Nevertheless, I accepted his thanks and was hugging him back. Then he started to kiss me, first normally but was quickly frenching me deeply. I couldn't do anything other than to reciprocate and even wrap my tail around his, getting his on mine in return. Meanwhile, I noticed how our tentacles were coming over to the other's side. It was a joyful feeling to be taken by our tentacles and ourselves. It was fun beyond compare that we won't be forgetting so soon. But while we were having our fun, we were both getting the one same idea that was immediately being put into action by our tentacles. We were being repositioned on one another in a much better suited way: sixty-nine. In doing so, we instinctively took our cocks into our mouths and began to blow each other off. Meanwhile, our tentacles went over to the other and were thanking them for the new tricks and pleasure they were being taught by practicing it on them.

And so it went on for most of the day: Caught in our tentacles, we enjoyed the pleasure we were being giving. But not only did we do it with our tentacles, but also with ourselves. Just as our tentacles had demonstrated on us, we were doing it with ourselves just as much over time, at least when we have somewhat recovered ourselves from our euphoria. Certainly I?ll see him online even less because of that, just because I let him have the means to do it. But should it take too long, I can come over to him and do it with him again. Maybe we?ve learned some other things that will make our situation much worse. But I first had to survive this day with him here. However, our tentacles seemed to notice in the evening that our fun together was drawing to a close and we had to depart. However, we both didn't go away empty-handed: Our two bellies were spherical, filled with cum of our two tentacles and the one from ourselves. In my case it would be his.

Once I got back home, I still couldn’t control all the feelings inside of me. I still felt him and his tentacles gliding around my fur. The plump filling just added to that feeling. Surprisingly, I was even able to feel which of the liquids were from my tentacles, from his tentacles or from himself. Somehow this mixture was giving me some great anticipation for the next time where I could do it with him and his tentacles. We have literally giving ourselves a reason to concern ourselves more with our own tentacles, to make them even more irresistible to us and let us lose ourselves even easier in them. But as long as I could stop myself from repeating the same downfall I managed to put myself into long ago, everything was going fine for me. However, I wasn’t being so sure about him. ", "pools_count": 1, "title": "Awaken (Part 2)", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "application/msword", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "0", "views": "292" }