Go read these before you go to bed. They’re naughty,...
Go read these before you go to bed. They’re naughty, scary and sexy, but my 11th collection of stories is out.
At the eleventh-hour author E.M. Beastly releases another bundle of spooky but tantalizing tales of sexy monster horror. From naughty teddy bears, terrible gremlins, furry beasts, and nasty tentacles, readers will find plenty to pleasure themselves with while hiding under the covers just before the witching hour.
Stories included in the collection:
Bump in the Night
The Brothel
Sex and Toys
Erotic Road
Nasty Virgin Camp
Circe’s Pride
here have a small taste:
With great ease, his tendrils lifted Lilly into the
air. They uncoiled and recoiled as they readjusted how they held her. One
wrapped around the front of her shirt and twisted. With a jerk and a pull, the
shirt popped right off her body; it was apparent that this thing had done this
type of disrobing before. Unfortunately, her favorite nightgown shirt would
never be the same again.
With it off, she could look down and see that
squirming mass writhing around her torso. The serpentine cocks slithered over
her breasts and hid inside her cleavage. The tips sometimes would flick at her
nipples like curious fingers wondering what to do with them.
Her legs were spread open and one of the long,
slithering cocks came to point at her door. It was nothing like the fake dong
she had pulled off. It was everything the opposite of it. Length, girth, color,
and even the fantastic features of it were marvelously pronounced. She squirmed
again in fear in what it was about to do. Questions, terrifying questions, ran
through her head asking why this thing was real, and how it all existed inside
this tiny, stuffed doll.
“Such a squirmy wormy aren’t you? Always are,
the first time.” The phantom voice said.
“I’m not going to hurt you silly. I’m just a
special playmate. I know you don’t believe it, but you’ll soon see.”
The slithering cock pointing between her legs waved
around as it reached out for its destination. The other tendrils spreading her
legs did what they could to spread them wider. The rest tying up her body made
sure to hold her in such a way so that she could see everything teasingly inch
forward to penetrate her. She tried to scream again, but the thick girth in her
mouth made her contain it. She could only watch the alien cock head press its
tip against her pussy lips. It wriggled fiercely as it pushed itself into her,
and though it was trying to make a show of it, Lilly could feel that it took
more effort than that flimsy fake thing he once wore.
It was taking its time; letting her watch with
frightened anticipation as millimeters slowly wriggled their way through her
moist pussy lips until the bulbous tip popped all the way inside. The gill-shaped
frills were next, which were much more pronounced than she originally assessed.
They weren’t actual gills, they were just ridges for the sake of creating pleasure.
Something they did well as each one popped in with a wiggle and then slid down
deeper towards her womb.
“Isn’t this what you really wanted?” asked
the childish voice.
All Lilly could do was moan and whimper while choking
on monster cock. It didn’t matter, these serpentine tendrils were going to fuck
her either way. Inside her pussy, the serpentine cock began going through the
motions of fucking her. Its long shaft spiraled at its base like a hand-crank to
pump her pussy with its fat tip and frills as if it were a piston. The long
fleshy cord twirled and whipped around with mechanical precision. Yet, as it picked
up speed to fuck her faster, the whipping band of flesh slapped the insides of
her thighs, interrupting both its rhythm and alignment. The strange cock was
not just sliding back and forth with the guidance of her vaginal walls, but it
also vibrated and jostled from this whipping and slapping. It made the cock’s
grooves and gills scrape against her insides. Their purpose fulfilled when Lilly’s
muffled cries showed their first signs of ecstasy.
“It’s ok for you to enjoy them,” Patches
said gleefully, “It is what you wanted and more.”
He pulled the cock out of Lilly’s throat. She coughed
and gagged, but even between the heaves of spit and air, she was still moaning.
Lilly wasn’t trying to, in fact, she was trying hard to resist the urges of
lust’s embrace. There was much fear in her.
