18+ Corruption of Champions - Anemone

(NOTE: Adult Content. Text out of Corruption of Champions.)
hivering, you slump before the anemone and begin trying to remove your comfortable clothes. She claps and peals happily, splashing over to you. Pushing your trembling hands out of the way, she unfastens your garments and pulls them free of you, taking the opportunity to run a hand up your pulsating prick. A droplet of pre-cum follows up the inside in the wake of her stroke. She touches her finger to the tip of your sensitive urethra and draws it away, stretching a string of your fluid through the air. Putting the finger in her mouth, she savors the taste of you; the string manages to transfer to her bottom lip before she breaks it with a flick of her tongue.

She pushes you back on your haunches and leans over your groin. Her hair-tentacles slither forward over her shoulders and drop into your lap, delivering lances of venom into your lower body. The tingle warms your groin and more pre-cum leaks out of your ample shaft. Her eyes lock onto a glistening dollop and she drops down quickly, enfolding the head of your lengthy pecker in her cool mouth. Her tongue dances around the crown of your cock, relieving it of the sticky pre. Looking up at you, you can see a smile in the lines around her eyes even though her mouth is locked around your cock.

Her hands come up from the water and push two sheaves of her long, dangling hair into your ample cock. Wrapping these bundles of tentacles around your ample shaft, she clasps them in place with one hand and begins sliding them up and down your length. Your cock begins feeling hotter and hotter from the injections and the friction of her hair, secreting more pre-cum into her obliging mouth. Her other hand slips a few fingers into your virgin, wet pussy, sending a tingle through your lower lips and exposing your clitoris.

The heat rubbing on your cock and clit quickly gets to you, and the first orgasm begins to work its way up your cock. Your prick lets fly into the anemone girl’s mouth. The anemone swallows greedily as she pumps each stroke into her mouth.

After a grateful moment of rest as the anemone swallows your issue, her hands begin pumping once again. Oh god! Your pecker quickly returns to erectness under the renewed siege of aphrodisiac. The blue girl continues to stroke your privates with her tentacle hair, flicking your urethra with her tongue, until you’ve come twice more. Nor does she display any intention of stopping there, but mercifully you black out and collapse into the water. Half-frowning, the anemone shrugs and pushes your insensible form up onto the sandy shore.