Ayla's Supernatural Love Dungeon

I threw my vibrator across the room followed by the latest spicy romance I bought. I growled in annoyance.

            “God fucking damn it! Nothing is working!” I yell.

No matter how hard or deep my vibrator went it couldn’t satisfy my need. It felt like a had an itch deep inside my vagina. None of my sex toys could barely scratch it and none of my boy toys were in town. The ones that were in town were off fucking other women. That’s part of the sex friend terms we agreed to. I growled again.

            “FUCK!”

As my shout echoed within the walls of my apartment, a book flew in from an open window and smacked me in the head. I went to cuss out whoever the fuck threw the book at me from the outside world when I got distracted by the book itself. The book was leather-bound and the lettering was gold. Upon closer inspection, the title of the book read Necronomicon.

            I remember hearing about this book. HP Lovecraft used it in most of his works. I believe most horror writers used it. This book was mentioned in a game I played recently called Sucker for Love. The game was about summoning the Eldritch gods and kissing them.

            I looked around at my scatted sex toys and felt my pussy throb needing something to scratch that itch. I looked back at the book.

            “What the fuck,” I say as I flipped open the book.

I flipped through the pages looking for the summoning ritual. Once I found the ritual page, I began reading the instructions. The first step was to create a spell circle. I grabbed a tube of red lipstick and drew the magic circle on my bedroom floor. After that, I grabbed the emergency candles in my kitchen junk drawer. I lined the candles up with the parts of the magic circle that connected. The next step in the book was to turn off all the lights. I closed the windows, pulled the curtains, and turned off all the light switches. The final step was the chanting.

            I paused for a minute. Didn’t most summoning rituals require robes or other items? I looked down at my naked body. Did it really matter? I was only going to summon Cthulhu to basically fuck a cosmic deity.

            I recited the chant until a masked figure appeared with tentacles and glowing red eyes. The figure stared at me for a moment and I felt they were taking in my exposed body. The room felt heavy like the world could barely handle the cosmic power I had summoned.

            After the figure finished admiring my disposition, they summoned two goblets and wine.

            “Why have you summoned me here mortal,” the figure asked.

I gesture to all of me. “Isn’t it obvious?”

The figure’s eyes narrowed on me and the voice dropped an octave. “I want you to say it.”

I glare at the figure. I was not in the mood for mind games or foreplay. I walk forward until my body is pressed against the robes of the figure. I snake my arms around the hood of the robe and slowly pull it off until Cthulhu’s face is revealed. “I summoned you to fuck my brains out.”

Cthulhu’s tentacle face obscured any reaction to my words. My hands slid down to the robe itself and pulled Cthulhu towards me as I backed up to my bed. I feel the metal bar against the back of my knee. I continue backward until I’m lying on my back with the cosmic deity above me.

            “Put your tentacles to use,” I say with a sultry growl in my words.

Cthulhu tilted his head. “As you wish.” He scooted down my body until his face was in between my legs. The moment I felt the tentacles squirm in and around my core I arched my back. Shoving his face more into my dripping pussy.

            For the first time ever in my life, I understood why tentacle hentai existed. I felt more filled than ever. Nothing that a male dick could ever do. I couldn’t wait until the lower tentacles entered then the small ones that covered Cthulhu’s visage. I lost count of how many times I came on Cthulhu. Honestly, I didn’t care. Cthulhu removed his face from my opening and sat up on my bed. He pulled his robes off and I examined the entirety of his extraterrestrial form. My eyes stopped on the area of his abdomen. To my surprise, Cthulhu had both a cock and tentacles. This is going to be interesting.

            He aligned his body so it would fit mine perfectly. In one breath his cosmic dick and tentacles entered my soaked pussy. I moaned at the feel of my vagina being once again filled completely. All my previous fuck toys wanted and liked the idea of double stuffing me with various objects besides their dicks. However, Cthulhu did this so easily with no extra items besides his appendage and this turned me on even more. His dick moved in and out of me at various speeds. The tentacles squirmed and twisted all around. My head was too fuzzy to focus on any one action. For the first time today, the itch I had was finally getting sated. I never had to voice if I wanted Cthulhu to go harder or deeper. His cock and tentacles automatically knew from how my body reacted.

            After multiple rounds of this, and various orgasms on either side. We lay on my bed spent. More so me than him. I panted hard trying to catch my breath. Cthulhu, I imagined, smiled smugly under his tentacle face.

            “I have a question,” I voice.

Cthulhu hummed in response.

            “How do you feel about pegging?” I asked.

Cthulhu turned to look at me. For the first time throughout our sex-caped and the way his glowing eyes narrowed he was confused.

            “Do you know what pegging is?” I questioned.

Cthulhu shook his head no.

            I smiled. “Let me show you then.”