Nights of the Perfumed Tentacle was the title of a xenopornographic book by Jason Kane.
These recollections were based on Jason's actual sexual experiences. (PROSE: Beige Planet Mars)
Excerpts from the book
- "...all I wanted was tentacle. Long, flaccid, marvellous tentacle."
- "The wonderful, pink-fleshed suction pads of tentacle. Tentacle's moist embrace I couldn't get enough. As I luxuriated in the dark green smell of freshly pleasured Earth Reptile I realised that one partner was no longer enough to satisfy me."
- "'Down on your knees and suck my reptilian pseudo-pod.' I dropped to my knees and took his blunt khaki protuberance between my...'"
- "As I greedily sucked the voluminous cloaca before me, I felt a strange co-mingling of shame and enjoyment. I realised in that moment, as the taste of milk and honey filled my mouth, that society's conventions, the law, that the other zookeepers could be damned. ...Her flippers brushing against me, she marvelled at my body hair..."