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'''''Nights of the Perfumed Tentacle''''' was the title of a [[Xenopornography|xenopornographic]] book by [[Jason Kane]]. | J'''''Nights of the Perfumed Tentacle''''' was the title of a [[Xenopornography|xenopornographic]] book by [[Jason Kane]]. | ||
These recollections were based on Jason's ''actual'' [[sex]]ual experiences. ([[PROSE]]: ''[[Beige Planet Mars]]'') | These recollections were based on Jason's ''actual'' [[sex]]ual experiences. ([[PROSE]]: ''[[Beige Planet Mars]]'') | ||
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* "...softened [[flesh]] spread like [[custard]] on the [[pie]] of my [[face]]. As I greedily sucked on 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, that the law, that the other [[zookeeper]]s, could all be damned. This felt so right, so natural. Suddenly liberated, I shifted, allowing her to reciprocate the favour. Her flippers brushing against me, she marvelled at my [[body]] [[hair]] as I marvelled at her smooth, smooth flesh. As her plump fronds unfurled, releasing their sweet nectar, her husbands responded, swimming joyously towards..." | * "...softened [[flesh]] spread like [[custard]] on the [[pie]] of my [[face]]. As I greedily sucked on 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, that the law, that the other [[zookeeper]]s, could all be damned. This felt so right, so natural. Suddenly liberated, I shifted, allowing her to reciprocate the favour. Her flippers brushing against me, she marvelled at my [[body]] [[hair]] as I marvelled at her smooth, smooth flesh. As her plump fronds unfurled, releasing their sweet nectar, her husbands responded, swimming joyously towards..." | ||
* "...She moaned with pleasure, stinging me again, because she could, because I was hers to command. I looked down at the weals on my chest, unable to believe that pain could be so sweet. "We eat our mates," she gurgled. She wanted to hurt me, she wanted control. But by demanding mastery, it came to me, my mistress had become my servant. I knew what she wanted, and now I could withhold it. And I had power over her. She knew it, too. I saw it in some of her eyes. She gasped, millennia-old conventions swept away in moments. Without another word, she rolled over on to her thorax, volunteering her wrists. I needed no further encouragement — I took the golden binders that so recently had marked me out as her slave, I slipped them on to her, held her carapace down as I..." | * "...She moaned with pleasure, stinging me again, because she could, because I was hers to command. I looked down at the weals on my chest, unable to believe that pain could be so sweet. "We eat our mates," she gurgled. She wanted to hurt me, she wanted control. But by demanding mastery, it came to me, my mistress had become my servant. I knew what she wanted, and now I could withhold it. And I had power over her. She knew it, too. I saw it in some of her eyes. She gasped, millennia-old conventions swept away in moments. Without another word, she rolled over on to her thorax, volunteering her wrists. I needed no further encouragement — I took the golden binders that so recently had marked me out as her slave, I slipped them on to her, held her carapace down as I..." | ||
* "...so I wrapped my legs around his smooth, purple flesh and began to gently pleasure his stingers as he clicked and roared to show his appreciation. Suddenly, I realised that this wasn't enough. It would never be enough. I let go of him, and ordered him to bring in his daughters to join us. They all stood in a circle, their long, quivering stingers at the ready, and I knew what I had to do. I released the organic tentacle I was holding between my legs, and held it out for them all to taste. As they gathered around the smoking rod, I grabbed my..." | |||
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