Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 86162 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86162 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
“Oh!” she moaned, as her pleasure peaked. “Oh, Solon, think I’m going to…going to come!”
“Come then, lelka,” he growled softly. “Come hard for me while the pleasure vine fucks your soft little pussy.”
Abbey moaned, her back arching and her toes curling as sensation shot through her. She’d never had an orgasm like this before—had never even dreamed such a thing was possible! After all, who had ever heard of flowers that sucked your nipples and fucked you at the same time?
And then she felt the phallus flower thrust deep inside her and something hot and wet was bathing the mouth of her womb.
Oh God, it’s coming in me! Shooting inside me!
For some reason, the thought made her even hotter and she writhed so hard she nearly fell off the ledge.
“Easy, lelka!” Suddenly she was in Solon’s arms. “I know the pleasure is intense, but the water is still over your head here,” he growled, cradling her protectively close to his broad chest.
“Sorry!” Abbey panted. “It just…it felt so good and I…oh…they’re leaving.”
It was true, she could feel the flowers detaching from her nipples and leaving her pussy. She was a little disappointed but also relieved—she didn’t know if she could take another intense orgasm like the one she’d just had.
“Mmm, are you all relaxed now?” Solon asked her. “Are you ready for your massage?”
“Oh…yes. Yes, I guess that would be okay.” Abbey nodded. Being in the water was nice, but she liked the idea of Solon’s big, warm hands rubbing her all over.
“Good, come on then.”
Solon lifted her out of the pool, carrying her easily, and wrapped her in one of the “thirsty” towels that soaked up water immediately. He toweled himself off as well and then led Abbey back to the bedroom.
He did something to the bed and then had her lay down on it, face first. To Abbey’s surprise, she now had a hole for her face and there was a type of cushion under her lower legs. Somehow he had made the bed mimic a massage table.
She wondered how he had done it but before she could ask, she felt his big, warm hands, now slick with oil, rubbing up and down her bare back.
“Oh…ohhhh,” she moaned as his long fingers dug into the knots in her back and shoulders. Clearly when Solon had offered to massage her, he had really meant it. He wasn’t just rubbing oil on her back—he was giving her a very skillful rub-down that made her feel like putty in his hands.
The big Monstrum spent a long time working out every single kink in her back, arms, shoulders, and legs. He massaged her ass too, making Abbey moan with mingled pleasure and arousal. By the time he was done, she felt as limp as a noodle.
“Are you ready to turn over now, lelka?” she heard him say.
“Turn over?” Abbey had been halfway dozing. “Oh, uh, sure.” she murmured “I guess so.”
Solon helped her turn on her back and then the bed changed again. Now it was supporting her neck and head and there was also a cushion under her knees.
“How do you get the bed to change like that?” she murmured sleepily as she relaxed against the mattress which cradled her body gently but firmly.
“I simply tell it what to do by touching it a certain way,” Solon explained. “Most all the furniture plants are semi-sentient.”
“Are they? They must…ohhhh,”
Her sentence ended in a moan because his hands were back—big and warm and slick with oil as he massaged her bare breasts.
“Mmm, do you like that, lelka?” Abbey heard him growl softly. “Does it feel good when I stroke your soft breasts and tight nipples like this?”
As he spoke, his fingers tightened on her sensitive peaks, making Abbey moan and arch her back.
“Y-yes!” she gasped. “Oh Solon, that feels so good!”
“I’m glad you like it,” he murmured. “But are you ready to feel good lower down as well? Are you ready to let me massage your sweet little pussy?”
Abbey bit her lip. When she’d first come up here to the Monstrum Mother Ship, she never would have believed that she would want to let Solon touch her between her legs. But now she thought she might die if he didn’t! With every touch he conveyed how much he wanted her—how desirable he found her. And he was so gentle and kind—she knew she didn’t have to fear him hurting her.
“Yes,” she whispered, letting her thighs fall open. “Yes, Solon, you can…can massage me there. I don’t mind.”
“Mmm, thank you, lelka,” he growled softly and she felt one big, warm hand sliding down her body, over her trembling belly to the place between her thighs. “You honor me with your trust,” he told her.
For a moment Abbey felt him massaging her outer pussy very gently, then he spread her lips and two long, strong fingers were suddenly bracketing her aching clit.