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You wanted to test the waters out with Gregor. It was YOUR idea that you wanted to get fucked by Gregor’s Christmas Nightmare EGO.
At first, he seemed unsure of the idea, for the good reason of “What If I will end up corroding?” even though you said that it would be okay and that nothing of that sort would happen.
The idea of this was different. You wanted him to use his tentacles (that came with the ego in itself) instead of doing it like any sane couple would.
Finally after what felt like hours of trying to convince the “old man” to test something out, your plan succeeded. He was petty like that and new to this type of thing.
And now, you were in his room, sitting on his lap while he left possessive marks all over your neck. It seemed like he was more eager than never to experience this sorts of thing
“Forgive me for being selfish bud, but I want you.”
One of his tentacles tried to reach out to undo the buttons of your shirt. Instead of keeping him waiting you unbuttoned your shirt, showing Gregor your bra. It was almost like he was waiting for this moment, for him to do this, despite the uncertainty at first hearing of the idea.
You feel Gregor’s chin on your shoulder. He took the initiative himself apparently, despite you thinking that you should do the job for him. You felt his trembling hands reach out and try to unhook your bra while you also felt his breath against your ear.
“Want me to help you?”
In the end he successfully achieved his goal. He licked one of his tentacles and let them flick your nipples.You positioned yourself in a way in which your front was facing the wall and your back was facing him, even if he didn’t like the idea.
You felt one of his other tentacles reach out to try to unzip your pants. Unfortunately for him, his tentacles weren’t as useful as he thought they would be. Mostly, he used this EGO when he had to fight the enemies, not for pleasuring others.
At the end, you did the bidding for him AGAIN and unzipped your pants for him.
Suddenly, one of his tentacles spread across your leg , reaching almost to your wet point, teasing your clothed cunt instead of giving you what you desired.
“Ngh..Gregor, stop teas- ah!”
One of them unhooked your panties, throwing them across the room and giving him full access to your body now. Another tentacle reached out for your mouth, actively shutting your moans down. Somehow, someway or another, it tasted weirdly like mint. Maybe it’s a side effect for his ego. At least you learned another useless fun fact, that both of his mouth and the thing that he’s shutting you with taste like mint.
In a flash, you felt one of his tentacle inside you. It felt weird. It was a new experience for both you and him. While another one extended across your left thigh, actively trying to make you spread your legs even more so you could give him full access.
At the same time, another ONE was still playing with your breast, overstimulating you, while his hands were holding your waist and another one reaching your armpit.
You felt his tentacles press against your weakest spots, actively making you choke on the “thing” preventing you from letting your moans out. He was groaning too, not as loud as you would have. He was moaning your name like a mantra too, perhaps his “newly added features” could feel you squeezing them.
He was playing you like you were his toy, actively teasing you and overstimulating you with the sheer amount of pleasure he kept on giving. He shoved another tentacle inside you, a smaller one but still enough to make you feel filled to the brim.
Gregor kept on pressing your weak spots, knowing the reactions he is getting from you by doing so. His tentacles were wet and you swear you can feel his mint flavored ones, that have the candy on top keep on pushing inside out.
You were almost close, just a bit more and you would come on his lap. He knew you were reaching your climax, so he kept on speeding out.
“Gr-gregor! I’m s-so close, don’t stop p-please”
Your begging made him go more and more fast, until you came messy on his lap while at the same time messing up his “clothes”
“Was I good bud? I hope you enjoyed it…”
You were too exhausted to respond so you just gave him a lazy thumbs up. He understood and quickly retracted his tentacles back, holding you in his arms, cuddling you.