"What's this?" I cried out to the Fems. "You've lied to me!"
The hood was transparent; I could see through the mesh fabric of the silk. But I was entirely enclosed within it. My eyes, even my mouth were encased in its skin tight embrace. In fact, my entire body was enveloped in it, except for my back, which was mostly exposed to the air. My exit, thank god.
Savannah gave me a hard shove, driving me back onto the bed.
"Relax," she said, her voice with a distinct edge to it. "It's all part of the plan."
"Look," Calithea said, pointing at me. "She's starting."
The silk all around my body began to ripple and undulate. Tiny electric shocks sparked on every square centimeter of my body. The silk was tightening around some parts of me, equalizing the intense hydraulic pressure all around. I could feel the opening at my back closing steadily.
There was only one explanation.
"This thing's alive!" I screamed. "You've encased me in a living creature?" I reached around and pulled at the wide opening at my back. It was highly elastic. The women had proven that. Maybe I could work my way out of this thing.
Calithea grabbed both my wrists in an iron grip and drew them away. Her strength was uncanny. It was no use resisting her.
"None of that, now," she said sternly. "Stop messing around. She just getting oriented properly."
"She's nearly done the fitting process," Savannah said. "See?"
The body stocking began to move in different ways.
As the women held me down, the opening in the back of the garment continued to close. To my horror, the silk all over my body began to tighten as well. Every square inch of the fabric pulled and strained around me. The opening at my once-exposed back still shrank. My body was being squeezed from all directions, all around me. It was getting hard to breathe. I could feel my face tightening, like I imagined being on a rocket ship at full acceleration. The circulation in my legs began to constrict. The bones in my hips and my feet and hands were protruding prominently through the silk, as if trying to burst through. Muscles bulged, and each pore of the nylon mesh seemed to squeeze out a tiny pillow of my skin.
My heart was pounding. I couldn't get a good breath. My breathing accelerated into short gasps. What devilry was this? Was I to be some kind of meal, to be slowly digested by this creature? Was this some perverse Succubi torture method? Or execution? Encase your victim within an alien creature and slowly consume him? Was the nylon creature shrinking back to the size it was when Savannah took it from its case leaving my flesh to squeeze out through the pores?
Or maybe I was to be some kind of automaton, a slave body to give the creature mobility and freedom in the world, away from its strange little chest with the unreadable markings?
By now, the women had released me. As the opening at my back closed further, I grabbed at the fabric at my chest with both hands, as if to rip it apart, to get free. But the women had done an effective job in the bath, and my nails were trimmed right to the skin. The silk was far too tight to grab. I could only slide my fingers across its surface. I could not make even a single ripple in the skin.
"What have you done?" I screamed. "What is this?"
Savannah and Cally were sitting beside me on the bed. They appeared in awe of what they were seeing. Savannah put a hand on my chest. Not to calm me, it seemed, but to get a sense of the creature using me.
"It's OK. It's OK, honey. Just relax. She's going to take incredibly good care of you."
"She? Who she?" It didn't make any sense what Savannah was saying. I didn't want some alien creature to "take care of me".
My silky hood was still tightening around my head. My nose, my ears, my chin, they were fully in contact with the silk. I reached up to my face. There was nothing to pull on. I could not get an iota of fabric between my fingers.
Was this the plan all along? To feed me to this thing?
The opening at my back had now fully closed. I could feel some movement back there.
My dread soared. I was completely sealed in. There was no exit. No way out. Not even the tiniest opening. Not even a seam.
Savannah grabbed one of my arms and rolled me onto my stomach.
"Excellent," Calithea said. "She's done. You're all sealed up. No use struggling. The hole is gone; the seams are all gone. She's cocooned you."
Cocooned? Oh, no. "You mean there's no hole left at all? No seams? How is that possible?"
My breathing was coming in rapid pulses now. I was getting dizzy. I was close to blacking out. This is it. They've sacrificed me to some alien creature. I'm going to die in this thing. Or worse. I can only hope for a quick death.
Calithea rolled me onto my back and looked at me. Her gaze was kind. "Hold on. Just a few more minutes. The fitting process is hard, I know it. Just try to relax."
"Relax? You're... kidding?" The words came out in gasps.
Exhausted, I lay on the bed, prone. There was no fight left in me. I had lost. I couldn't get hold of it. I couldn't rip it. Two women, each with a dozen times my strength, were here to stop me, anyway.
I resigned myself to my fate: the silk would continue to tighten around me and I would expire, crushed in its silky embrace. Or digested slowly in horrible pain.
But then, something weird started happening at my waist. I raised my head and stared down at my crotch. The silk was moving there. It was rising above my cock and balls. Slowly and horribly, it moved and shaped itself into a tube and bag.
I could see where this was going.
The silk flopped down onto my limp dick and began to slide the tube around it. When it reached its base, only about four inches, I would guess, the bag drooped over my balls. The entire assembly then began its tightening routine, until my dick was fully enclosed in a tight sheath of silk. It was only three or four inches long, and soft. A sad little sight.
What was this?
And then, the entire body stocking began to vibrate again. More tiny electric shocks burst all over my body. Every square inch of the silk began to undulate and massage me. Even the fabric across my mouth began to knead my lips.
The tightness of the stocking began to ease a little too. Now it was merely super-snug. Still no wrinkles, nothing to grasp between my fingers, but the pain had disappeared. My breathing had returned to normal.
Except that I was beginning to get excited.
My hardness returned and my clingy silk sheath expanded to accommodate my growing cock. The silky wrap began to move on its own then, massaging and rolling up and down my cock, bringing it to full hardness. I rolled over and uncontrollably began to squirm my legs and arms together, the silky feel of the skin-tight glossy fabric beginning to intoxicate. I lay there for a while, nearly overwhelmed by the suddenly sexy feeling on every square inch of my body. I was out of control, and I knew it.
I reached down for my dick, now fully hard and six inches long, to stroke out the massive orgasm I knew was coming.
The women reached down and grabbed my wrists. They pulled my arms to my side. Their strength was unassailable.
"No, no, no, Jake," Calithea said. "That's not allowed."
I looked up in exasperation.
"No Jake. She's in the Orientation cycle. It's not quite time for the initial charge."
"There you go with the 'She', again," I said, between gasps. "Who is this, She?"
"Her name is Silkana. At least that's the name we've given her."
Confirmed. "She is alive then?"
"Oh yes. Very, very much so. She's from a distant planet. She and her race visited our realm a thousand years ago. Together, our races have built a beautiful relationship."
"But I've never heard of an alien alliance with Humanity. That would be incredible news."
"I didn't say Humanity," Savannah said.
"We're not human, Jake," Cally said.
"I know you didn't believe me before. But it's true. We are Succubi. The most powerful race of women in the universe. In the realm of the Succubi, Femdom reigns supreme - all powerful. Men exist at our pleasure, for labor and as sources of energy."
"And now Silkana is nearly spent. She needs a charge."
"Like when you plug in a new computer?"
Savannah smiled. "Something like that."
"How do you charge her?"
"Oh, I think you're going to like that part."
The two women lay down, one on each side of me. Our bodies were all fully encased in glossy nylon and the women began to caress and rub themselves all over me. Savannah began to hump my hip while Calithea put her arms around my torso and slid up and down my body. Both of them had a hand on my dick and began stroking me. Our legs and arms became entangled, and we just rolled around and cavorted on the bed, each girl getting hornier and hornier as we went. I was hard, but my dick was fully imprisoned in the silk. The women's body stockings were crotchless. Convenient.
I couldn't kiss them. I desperately wanted Savannah's long moist tongue inside my mouth, but my head was fully imprisoned in the silky hood. Still, I was in a state of full-body, needy arousal.
Savannah slid on top of me and began to slide her entire body up and down my length. The silk and nylon eliminated any friction and she just kept sliding effortlessly along my body. With each stroke she got the hump of my dick caught on her clit and when she had the right spot, she worked it with little strokes, grinding into my cock.
Wanting more pressure, she rolled off of me and pulled me on top. Obligingly, I ground my dick into her as she opened her mouth in a silent scream of utter pleasure. Calithea got onto my back and ground herself into my ass and together we all worked ourselves into a monstrous state of arousal. I was encased in a skin of silk, so tightly confining it felt alive, so slippery and sexy it made me constantly hard. I was sandwiched between two spectacular women similarly dressed and they were highly motivated by sexual need.
Savannah wrapped her legs around me and Calithea, and with her powerful legs, she drew my shaft, tightly wrapped in silk, deep into her seething, wet cunt.
Savannah's tunnel was alive with squeezing and rolling massages. Silkana was moving too. Each of them seemed fully motivated to extract from me the most powerful orgasm of my life.
Savannah came fast in a screaming, squirming riot. She bucked and squeezed me, thrusting upwards to get me deeper and deeper. Her tunnel was a frantic, undulating orgasm machine.
My dick exploded in an uncontrollable, stunning orgasm. I came and came, shooting load after load into Savannah's steaming cunt.
When it was over, Calithea rolled off my back. Savannah turned me over and pulled herself off my dick.
But I was still trapped in the silk prison.
"So how do I get out of this?" I feared the answer.
"Out?" Savannah laughed, her voice incredulous. "Out of this? Why would you want to? That's crazy."
"Silly boy. You don't get out. Not ever. No, no, no, your bond is part of our contract with the Silkanen."
A dark horror emerged from the depths of my soul. "Contract for what? What do you mean?"
Savannah smiled. "Silkana loves you. But she's hungry. She's always hungry."
The horror spread. I could barely choke out the question. "What do you mean, hungry?"
"She needs to feed. Pretty often, actually."
"What does she eat?" I wasn't sure I could absorb the answer.
"She drinks, actually. She thrives on human male cum. It makes her strong. Your cum will sustain her silky finish, that glossy slippery surface you love so much."
This made no sense. "But I'll need to eat. I'll need to, you know, use the bathroom."
"Oh, don't worry about that," Savannah said. "She's thought of that. She's thought of everything. She'll take care of you. You don't have to worry about any of that any more."
"She's your symbiont, Jake," said Calithea. "She's part of you now."
"She absorbs everything and as your symbiont, she gives you exactly what you need to fulfill her purpose."
"She's a survivor."
"And to survive, she needs a steady supply of cum. She needs you strong. She needs you motivated."
"Yes, she was watching very carefully how you reacted to the stockings and pantyhose and body stocking. She loved how you responded. She grew positively restless when she saw you cum. It made her incredibly horny."
"Horny? This, this - thing get's horny?"
"More than you can possibly imagine," said Savannah. "She's a wanton, ever-starving slut."
"Just like us!" Calithea said, laughing.
Savannah reached out and stroked my cock. "And you're hers."
The feeling through the alien nylon creature was amplified a dozen fold. I swooned. My cock twitched.
But none of this was making any sense. "I don't get it. You said the symbiont feeds off of male cum. But I don't have an unending supply. And if I can't eat, I'll starve. How can I give it - give her, that?"
Savannah looked at Calithea. "That's where we come in."
"Think of us as gatherers. We roam the world, taking fuel..."
"Life essence,"
"From men."
"We fuck them to death."
"As Succubi, we feed off men's souls and take their life energy as prizes."
"Through their cocks!"
"But," I asked, "how does that help?"
Savannah and Calithea exchanged knowing glances. "We'll show you."
The women pushed me down, prone onto the bed. Calithea straddled me, directly over my nylon-sheathed cock. Symbiont seemed to react. I felt little electric pulses all over my body. The nylon around my legs and torso began to pulse. Tightening and loosening in sequence. My dick become instantly erect. I looked down on it. The sighted stunned me.
My cock had grown. It had to be eight inches long and at least an inch and a half thick. The nylon creature squirmed and pulsed all around it.
I couldn't help myself. I was getting horny.
Really horny.
I began to rub my body all over. I squirmed and convulsed under the gorgeous Succubus. My cock sheath was roiling. It pulled my dick upwards, and pointed it directly at Calithea's seething, wide-open tunnel.
Calithea's cunt leapt onto the head of my dick, nylon and all. She was so hot, so wet. Her vagina convulsed all around me. The symbiont was positively vibrating now, kneading and massaging me all over, rolling pressure, everywhere. Even the nylon around my face tightened and released.
She was preparing me for a full-body orgasm.
It didn't take long. I blew hard and strong into Cally. Her eyes turned dark red and her cunt swallowed my cock whole, devouring it with wave after wave of undulating pressure. Symbiont mimicked the action all over my body. The orgasm spread to my toes, my hands, my mouth. My whole body felt like it was cumming, all around me.
And then, Calithea came. It was violent. She cavorted and screamed on top of me. Her entire body vibrated up and down, like a piston, pulling pulse after pulse of orgasm out of each of us. On and on and on I pumped my load, and on and on and on she greedily feasted on me as she came and came and came.
Oh my god. I've never cum like that. It was...life changing.
No-one, for sure no man, has ever cum that hard, that long.
When at last the orgasms settled down, Calithea lifted herself off of me. My dick slid out of her and dropped onto me with a wet slurp.
It was still rock hard. How is that possible? Normally after cumming super hard, I would be soft for an hour. Or more.
"So," Savannah said, her chest heaving. "Cally and I have now provided the initial charge. You and Silkana are ready to get down to business."
"We're done our part, for now," Calithea said. "Of course, there's the maintenance contract."
I looked at the women. "How?" was all I could choke out.
Calithea said, "Savannah told you we were gatherers. But that's not the full story. We've been out for the past couple of days. On one of our hunts."
"What are you hunting for?"
"Cum. And life essence. We pick men up, we fuck them, sometimes we take their souls."
"And then get some more."
"How many do you get?"
"In a single hunt? Oh, ten, maybe fifteen."
"You two fuck that many men in 2 days?"
"Oh, no, silly. That's each of us."
"OK," I said. "What's that got to do with me?"
"Haven't you figured it out yet?" Savannah said without a smile.
"Jake," Calithea said. "This isn't so bad for you."
"You're really going to love it."
"Admittedly, it will take a little time to get used to your new world."
"Wait," I stopped them. "What new world? You still haven't told me how this works."
"Jake," Calithea said, her voice taking the air of speaking patiently to a child. "When I fucked you just now, that felt different, didn't it?"
"Well, yeah."
"So how? How did it feel different?"
"As you said. It was mind blowing."
"Best orgasm you've ever had?"
"Absolutely. Stunning."
"And see your cock? It's hard, isn't it?"
"Like an iron pole."
"How big is it?"
I looked down. I was stunned. I reached down to grab my dick. I couldn't get my hand all the way around it. And it had to be at least ten inches long.
"Pretty cool, huh?" Savannah said. "Even better, I don't think she's done. The bigger your cock, the more sensation she can absorb. I wouldn't be surprised to see another couple of inches."
I was stunned. But she was right. Every square millimeter of my silk-sheathed cock was electric to the touch. And I had so many more square millimeters than ever before.
"You could go again, right now, couldn't you?" Calithea said. "Even though you've had the orgasm to beat all orgasms only a couple of minutes ago."
She was right. And more importantly, I wanted to.
My nylon sheath was moving again. She was massaging my dick in rolling, squeezing waves. I found myself massaging my legs with my nylon hands and feet.
"Here's the thing," Savannah said. "Cally and I didn't just fuck you. We fed her."
What??
"When we fucked all those men, Jake, we took their souls and kept their cum."
"Kept it? Why?" I feared that I knew the answer.
"For her, of course. Feel your balls."
I reached down past my now enormous dick and felt my balls.
I was stunned.
My ball sack was huge. I could barely get both hands around it. And it was hard.
Filled with other men's cum.
Oh god.
The creature began to up the pressure. I was horny again. So fucking horny.
"She's part of you now. And you are part of her. Together, you are symbionts. Neither of you can live without the other."
The symbiont had full control of my body now. She forced my hands from my balls. Symbiont placed my nylon hands around my cock and began to stroke. Coupled with her rolling massages, the effect on my cock was immediate.
I tried desperately to hold off. To stop stroking. It was impossible. She was too strong.
I blew a huge load of cum. The orgasm swept over me like a tidal wave. Pleasure beyond measure. The power of the orgasm nearly made me faint. Savannah and Calithea both had their hands between their legs. The sight of me coming appeared to turn them on.
You would think that all that cum would gush out of the mesh of the nylon creature. But it didn't. My nylon sheath was bone dry, even at the head.
She had absorbed every last drop.
And then I knew.
I am trapped here, forever encased in this tight, silky, glossy prison. My symbiotic alien mate will pull orgasm after orgasm out of me. Many, many times a day I'll cum in the most mind-blowing way imaginable. Then, every two or three days, these Succubi Fems will return to replenish our stores of cum by fucking the living daylights out of me and filling my balls with Silkana's food. Men's souls.
"How, how long?"
"How long what, Jake? You are her mate, her symbiont, her life partner. She has chosen you. Remember what I said? Neither of you can live without the other."
This couldn't be happening.
"We're sex demons, Jake. We're thousands of years old. So is your mate. She loves you. She wants to keep you going for a very, very long time. See, when we fuck you and give you the essence of dozens of men, she shares that with you."
"She gives you a small share, maybe 10 percent."
"Every couple of days, your life force is replenished with the essence of two men."
The Fems let that sink in.
"Well," Calithea said. "It's time."
"Time for what?" I choked.
"We're taking you home," said Savannah. "To our realm."
This sounded ominous. "What realm is that?"
"To our castle in the realm of the Succubi. On the planet Subus.
"You're going to live a very, very long time, Jake. In endless orgasmic stupor."
"We'll have to be careful. Your brain may get very fragile."
"Yes, fragile. That's what happens when you cum violently at least a dozen times a day."
"Not counting every couple of days when we show up to reload you."
"Of course our sisters might take a fancy to you. That would mean more-"
"We'll try to break you in before they find out about you though. It is possible-"
"Don't even think that, Calithea."
"OK. Let's just tuck that away for now."
It was insane. These women were talking about a near immortal existence, with my entire being dedicated to orgasm after orgasm after orgasm. I would never go soft. A constant state of arousal. Edging constantly between orgasm. No reason to eat, sleep, not even to go to the toilet. A forever sex slave.
Gorgeous Savannah straddled me once again and lowered her pussy over my face. I couldn't get a tongue in there, of course. I was just a glossy object for her to develop some friction on her clit. She did her best to work her moist heat into my nylon skin until she came, squirting hot, lavender juices all over me. She rode me long and hard until her orgasm had settled out.
When she lifted off of me, I was in a different place. The lighting was mostly crimson. Through the taught fully-transparent nylon mesh, I could see dark, stone walls. I was in a bed - a huge soft bed. Savannah and Calithea both rolled off of it immediately.
The bed was deep and soft and enveloping. It was made of the same glossy silk as my mate. As I lay in the deep impression at the center of the bed, the nylon fabric rose all around me. Tentacles of nylon reached out. The first one wrapped around one leg, slowly working its way around and around it. A second one wrapped the other leg. My arms were captured then. Tentacles of nylon, dozens of them, rose above me and descended onto my body, sliding and massaging and squeezing me all over.
A bunch of the tentacles converged on my dick and wrapped themselves around and around its now huge girth. They came alive, undulating and pulsing and vibrating all around my dick. Wrapping it, stroking it, squeezing it. My mate held me fast as her nylon sisters ravaged my cock. And deep inside the cluster of tentacles, Silkana sucked.
And sucked.
And sucked.
And sucked and sucked and sucked and sucked.
I blew a huge load in orgasmic fire, and the tentacles seemed to take greater life, urging more and more cum from my balls, milking me endlessly, and wave upon wave of sheer orgasmic pleasure overwhelmed my entire being. I came and I came, the pulsing orgasm lasting five, six minutes. My heart was pounding. I screamed.
At last it was over. I was spent. My entire being was demolished. I was a husk of a man.
I wanted another.
The silk tentacles all fell away and I touched my cock. The sheath was still there, of course, but it was dry. My symbiont had absorbed every drop of cum for herself.
And she began again.
I really started to worry now. Not even Savannah and Calithea's refueling fucks were going to keep up with this. My mate seemed insatiable. She wanted me constantly.
At this rate, she'll drain my life energy before the day is out.
Savannah and Calithea were standing beside the bed, talking earnestly. I think they saw the problem. I started to say something when a legion of silky tentacles swarmed over my face and body, preparing me for another mind-altering orgasm. I lay there and let it happen.
When that subsided, I looked up and saw that my bed was surrounded by at least a dozen figures. As the mists cleared from my eyes, they became more clear. They ranged in height from well over six feet to seven feet and more. Even the tallest ones were perfectly proportioned and muscular. Each as beautiful and sexy as Savannah and Calithea. Each with enormous globular breasts, long lean muscular legs and waist-length hair. Gorgeous faces, sculpted cheekbones, with full, pouty, cock-sucking lips. They were adorned in ornate silk crotchless body stockings of varying colors and styles, all glossy and perfect, with not a run or snag anywhere. Some wore brief bustiers designed to enhance even their astoundingly sexy bodies.
Succubi warriors.
They stood around the bed, surrounding me, staring with wide eyes. The tentacles held me fast, spread eagled on the bed, with my enormous shaft throbbing and twitching.
One of them, the leader I supposed, stepped forward.
"Nice find, Savannah," she said. "Silkana seems to have taken to him."
"Yeah, she's a goner Akila" Calithea said. "This shapeshifter is one lovesick puppy."
The warrior pointed to me. "How's he doing?"
"We may have a problem. He's getting an extra dose of male every two days. But Silkana wants him, like constantly. She's insatiably hungry. Way more than we planned."
"We're going to need some help," said Savannah. "I don't know if Calithea and I can take down any more males at this point. We're pretty full up. Either Silkana's got to slow down, or..." She paused for a moment, as if to think. "Say, Akila, do you think you and your Fems could fuel them up every once in a while?"
The Succubus warrior named Akila turned to Savannah, her hands on her hips. She was a spectacular specimen of female power - the image of male lust. Every muscle on her body was sculpted, as if from stone. Her legs were long and powerful, yet lean and shapely. They were adorned with a pair of ultra-shiny stockings supported by a dozen garters strung evenly around the circumference of each leg. The stockings were perfect - I suspected these were made with no ordinary nylon.
Between the gap at the top of her thighs, her pussy visibly pulsed inside the thin fabric of her bustier.
With the face of a goddess, she had high cheekbones and hollow cheeks, full scarlet lips, and enormous black eyes, with no whites. Her abs rippled across a tiny waist, framed artfully by a pair of magnificent breasts only partially encased in a tight leather bustier. She was easily seven feet tall, but perfectly proportioned in every way. She oozed of sex. An errant bit of her thick mane of hair had fallen across one side of her face. As she considered Savannah's request, the Fem's long narrow tongue snaked out of her mouth, caught the lock of hair in its fork, and deftly swept it back into place behind one ear. She did this without thought or show, and when the lock was safely tucked away, her tongue snapped back into the corner of her mouth.
"What do you need?" Akila asked.
Savannah considered the question. "I would say, if it wouldn't be too much to ask, that as tribute to the Silken, each of you could deposit one male essence per week? How does that sound?"
Akila looked startled. "There's twelve of us." She gestured towards where Silkana and I lay, held fast by the silk tentacles of the living bed, as we watched the conversation unfold. "That's nearly two males a day for them. They need that much?"
"Here's the lay of the land," Savannah said. "The Silken have shared our realm for the past thousand years. They have used their shape shifting talents to lure millions of men to us since time immortal. In return, we share our world, give the Silken shelter, comfort, and safety from their brutal home world. This you know already.
"What you may not know is that Silkana, who has served as their queen these past two thousand years, has decided to pass her legacy to another. In her retirement, she wants to take on a mate. Her mate will be granted immortality in exchange for being her conduit for the absorption of human male essence, her food of choice.
"My queen and yours, Queen Harmonia, has granted the Silken request and has called upon all Fems of Subus to support Silkana's retirement dream of an endless supply of male cum. This we do in honor and tribute to our alliance with the Shapeshifters.
"To grant Silkana's wishes, the Silken set out to conduct a series of experiments to find her a suitable mate. We firstly concluded that a human male was the logical starting point. Soon, we found that if she could create contact with a human male, she could bond with his mind and amplify his senses ten-fold. She experimented on a few males in different configurations, from voluntary to extreme bondage and even torture.
"A few months ago, she was feeling a little playful and she shapeshifted into a sheath for a male cock. She wrapped herself around a number of the sleeping males outside, in our pens. Over a series of hundreds of experiments, she learned how best to make them cum and how to absorb their cum without waste. She found the process - let's say - promising.
"She's also found that when she shapeshifts into her form of choice, ultra-sheer silk, and wraps herself tightly around a human appendage, the sense of touch is amplified many times on the human subject. And so she came up with the idea of wrapping a human male in super-tight silk, contacting every square centimeter of his body. Nothing could be left exposed. The entirety of his skin would amplify his senses, multiplying hers in the process.
"Then, a few months ago came the breakthrough discovery, what made it all so exciting for her. In her experiments on males, she created a skin-tight sheath around their cocks as before. But when she wrapped their bodies in silk, she found that she could gather more sensation from them. She figured that if she could transmute her body to act like an electrical conduit, she could rush all that amplified sensation along her body, into his balls, and whenever he cums, back into her. In effect, she learned how to turn her body into a sensory amplification machine, multiplying human sense of touch a dozen-fold.
"Now that she had a strategy, she needed to find a suitable mate. One who was truly endeared with the touch of silk on his skin. If he hated it, then the amplification would not be pleasurable. But if he loved silky skin-to-skin contact, he would constantly want to create those feelings. She could absorb all that sensation, funnel it all through his cock, and use the male essence in their inventory to magnify the intensity a hundred times."
"We were tasked to find a suitable mate," Calithea added, looking at me. "When you saw Savannah in that bar, she was, shall we say, recruiting. You lost that contest to my cousin Claire, but she was really impressed with your performance. She had you put on the short list for us to evaluate.
"We wanted to find a male who loved the sensations of nylon and silk on their skin, who reveled in the slippery feeling of silk on silk, which I simulated with all that lube."
"Seriously?" I said. "Why didn't you just go deeper on the nylon thing?"
"Well," Savannah said sheepishly. "I kinda got carried away. And I really love the lube. Lube makes me incredible horny. I hoped it would work on you too. And it was great, wasn't it?"
Obviously. "It did the trick, all right," I said.
"And now, here you are. The chosen one." Savannah turned back to Akila. "But she needs a constant supply of male essence to keep it all going."
"That's where we come in," Akila said. "It's a small price to pay for the security of the realm the Silken have brought to us. We haven't had a righteous incursion in 500 years."
Calithea added, "She's addicted to this pleasure, and who can blame her?
"Silkana's planning to give him six hours rest a day, at least at first." Savannah said. "It's looking like she wants to milk him at least every hour. That's eighteen a day."
"Plus when we fuck them," added one of the warriors at Akila's shoulder with obvious enthusiasm.
"Right," Akila said. "It's the only way to recharge her. So twenty orgasms a day. Each one ten to a hundred times the intensity what a human on the earthly realm would feel. Can he take it?"
"It looks promising. So far, Silkana's life force is keeping him strong," said Savannah. "See, he's already cum twice in twenty minutes and he's still horny as fuck." Savannah looked down at the erotic sight of my huge cock throbbing inside the undulating silk sheath. With fascination, I saw my dick raise from my body to point at the ceiling. "Shit, shit, shit, excuse me, Fems." Apparently the sight was too much for Savannah. She fell upon me and swallowed my silk-encased cock whole. With both hands giving massage, she bobbed up and down on my super-sensitive shaft. She plied her teeth with stunning skill, scraping them up and down my tight shaft.
Oh god, it felt electric. Every cell in my dick, in my whole body, had been amplified. I was fifty times more sensitive than ever before. Any touch, any caress seemed to be magnified by Silkana. I let out a guttural cry.
A few of the Succubi standing around me were getting restless. Several had fingers worked into their vaginas. I could see them looking at each other. Akila touched Savannah, who stopped sucking my cock for a minute, and looked up.
"None of us have ever been part of a Silken coven," Akila said. Turning to one of the other warriors, she said "Alicia. Inventory report."
Alicia, a stunning redhead who stood seven-and-a-half feet tall, reached into her uniform (if you could call a leather and stud bustier a "uniform") and snatched out a silver pad. Reading from it she said: "Aye Captain. At exactly mid-day, our tribe had three thousand, four hundred and thirty-four males in captivity. We lose an average of ten point three a day due to natural causes, mostly from overwork or exhaustion. Our tribe of twelve consumes two dozen a day in accordance with your allotments."
Alicia stopped at looked at her leader. "Of course, the Fems wouldn't say no if you upped our rations to another male or two a day." Akila grunted, and Alicia continued. "The Hunt Team has been replenishing the stock by an average of thirty-three a day. So we're holding steady, give or take."
"OK," Akila said. "Sidra, Lilly, Siria, Venusia, the Hunt Team quota just went up. Bump it to forty-five a day. We need fresh supplies, and lots of it."
Lilly looked at Akila and gestured with her thumb at one of the tribe. "Ok, but can we have Solara too? That's a lot of meat."
One of the Fems in the group clapped her hands together. "Oh, can I? I just love snaring men. Especially the big ones. Please, Akila? Can I? Please, please, please?"
Akila sighed, barely hiding a secret smile. "OK love. Sure, go get 'em."
"Oh thank you, thank you, thank you." Solara was bouncing with excitement.
"OK Fems, I want those pens full, end of week," Akila said. "It looks like we're all going to be hungry." She turned to Savannah. "All right. We agree. In fact, I'm going to open the male pool a little bit."
"You mean..." said Savannah.
"Yes. We can't do six each a day like each of you, because we have other duties. But we're willing to bring Silkana and her symbiont one male essence per day per Fem."
"So each of you is willing to take enough male essence each day to give Silkana and her symbiont one?" Savannah said, joy in her voice.
"Starting now," Akila said. She gestured in my direction. "This slut is ours. At least for the afternoon."
I had been watching this exchange with curiosity and dread. What was going on? Were they actually talking about absorbing men from Earth to keep my symbiont happy?
"As in, now now?" Savannah said. She was still straddling me, holding onto my cock. I looked over at Akila. She licked her lips. She was breathing hard. The mouth of her cunt was in the shape of a tunnel and it opened and closed rapidly. She dripped purple juices between her feet. Despite her gruff tone, she was beyond horny.
"It's OK, Sav," Calithea said. "Silkana's fully charged. She's good and strong. Let them have a go at her."
Savannah bowed slightly to the tribe.
"Hustle up, Fems," came Akila's battle cry. "There's a giant, immortal cock in front of you! What are you waiting for? It's feeding time!"
As one, the Fems leapt onto the bed, on top and all around me. The silk tentacles of the bed came to life, enveloping the Succubi's arms and legs. The women swarmed over me, violent and urgent. They fought over me, rubbed their bodies all over mine, pushing and shoving each other to get at my now-enormous silky cock. The entire bed was a scene of mayhem.
Silkana protected me from damage. From my perspective, the violence around me was mere sexual foreplay. I was bumped and jostled and grabbed with urgent hands, sucked with drooling mouths, and squeezed between vice-like thighs. But thanks to Silkana, I was immune from Succubi strength.
But not immune to their sexual energy.
Akila, as leader, won the struggle and got into position straddling me. Without delay, she impaled herself on my massive, now twelve-inch cock. She bounced violently on top of me and her eyes rolled back in her head.
Meanwhile, the others all squirmed and rubbed and clasped their bodies all around me. My arms were extended from my body as I lay spread eagled on the bed. Every square inch of me was being rubbed and kissed and humped and sucked. Two Fems licked my dick and balls on every one of Akila's outstrokes. Somehow I could tell Silkana was loving every bit of it. A small group of Fems began burrowing their way under me and our entire seething mass was lifted off the bed as the Fems beneath me humped my back, bit my neck, invaded my ass and slid their bodies, silk upon silk, all over mine. Succubi tails invaded my anus, fucking it relentlessly. I was suspended above the bed encased in a pile of kinetic Succubi bodies, pulsing and rubbing and humping, every square inch of me covered, every orifice filled, every bit of touch amplified a dozen-fold by the silky embrace of my alien lover. Silkana's encasement protected me from harm. In fact, it gave me pleasure beyond all reasoning, amplifying the sexual energy from this seething mass of Femdom.
It only took a minute. I blasted into Silkana/Akila with a massive orgasm that rocked my body and my brain beyond all cognition. Wave after wave after wave of orgasmic bliss swamped me.
Orgasms had never before been like this. What was happening?
I felt Silkana getting stronger. I couldn't know how I knew this. But it was clear. Her radiant electricity was amping up. The vibration in my balls and dick was getting stronger. I felt my ball sack growing.
And then I understood.
The Succubi weren't taking my essence from me. They were giving essence, to Silkana and to me through my dick. With every fuck, every time a Succubi cums when I'm inside her, we get stronger. The Succubi are giving offerings to Silkana. And to me.
The souls of thousands of men were being sacrificed for our pleasure.
I felt strong, sexy, powerful. Ready.
One by one the Succubi Fems had their way with me. Every fuck was desperately fought for, and every time a Fem would cum around my cock, Silkana and I grew stronger. My dick got stronger. My balls got bigger. We were invincible.
The Succubi tribe, seeing they were having no impact on me, seemed to take that as a challenge. They fought each other viciously for second rounds and Silkana rewarded them all by blowing up my dick inside each of them, filling them to capacity and giving them each the orgasm of their multi-thousand-year lives. As the Succubi fought for their turn to fuck me, many of them straddled my face, driving their delicious pussies all over me, and Silkana extended herself in the form of an undulating silk dildo into their raging vaginas to give them an enhanced plane of enjoyment as they fought for their turns to impale themselves on me.
Meanwhile, my fingers and toes were all deeply buried in Succubi cunts, and I did my best to help them all along. Succubi tongues invaded my ass and Silkana penetrated me to give them a deep anal tunnel for their ministrations.
All around me, Fem flesh seethed and pulsed and sucked and fucked us, and our power grew with every cum. On and on and on went the assault.
I felt my suspended body rotate inside the seething flesh of the Succubi. I came face to face with Akila, the warrior I had admired so much. She grinned, knowing I was hers, and she grabbed my hips in a vice-like grip and pulled Silkana and me into her roiling hot cunt. She managed to wrap those stunning legs around us and she kept us there. Silkana rewarded her with wave upon wave of rolling electric pulses, delivered mercilessly inside her boiling, juicy vagina. Akila screamed in agony-ecstasy as she came again and again and again, and the power in her legs bound us together in an unbreakable hold while the other Fems fought vainly to take her place.
My ass was facing up now and one of the Succubi produced an enormous strap-on she had with her. She drove it deep into my ass and pumped furiously, as the base of the dildo rubbed her clit into a screaming orgasm. With Akila greedily clamping my dick deep inside her vagina, the others took turns driving my ass, which in turn gave Akila even more vaginal thrill and penetration. Silkana protected me through it all, and I grew to love the constant, never-ending pounding on my prostate.
***
Hours later, Akila, who was straddling my face now, had begun to tire. Succubi never tire of fucking men, but I recalled that they had been giving essence, not taking it, and this must have made the difference.
The melee had slowed. A few of the Fems had passed out on the bed, though I noticed at least two of those had fingers moving deep inside their cunts, and more than a few had sucked in their friend's tails. But eventually, the Succubi rousted their mates, rose and stood off the bed. They all looked utterly exhausted and very, very happy. Many of them hugged each other. Others huddled in intense conversation.
"OK Fems, gather 'round," Akila said.
The Fems assembled in a loose group and shook hands with Savannah and Calithea.
"Savannah," Akila said, gesturing towards me. "That was incredible. The slut took fourteen of us, all at once, and he just about wore us out. And look at that righteous boner. He's still got it." Akila looked at each member of her tribe. Each of the Fems gave their assent to her unspoken request. "Look," Akika continued. "That was fun. We want to do this again. In fact, we want a regular gig. This is going to be a pretty sweet partnership. So...Yes. We'll be back. Often."
Akila stopped for a moment and spoke softly into Savannah's ear, just loudly enough for me to hear. "Any chance on getting an exclusive? I've got an opening on Friday. There's a few moves I'd love to try out. Never before have I had a cock like that, one that could take everything I threw at it and still throb. I'd give a lot for another chance to beat it down. No man has ever fucked me out before and I want a chance to get even."
Savannah smiled. "I'll ask them."
Akila licked her lips. "Trust me. If the this cunt plug can take it, and it sure looks like he can, he's gonna get a lot of business once the word gets out. So lemme know, end of day." Turning to me, Akila shrugged. "See you sluts tomorrow."
It was stunning news. This male-hunting Succubi tribe was negotiating to abuse me every day. Their leader was talking about spreading the word. There might even be a constant line up at the door. And their type of sex was beyond rough.
That was fine by me.
"No need to wait," said Savannah. "We agree. Each of your tribe, twelve Fems in all, will each offer one collected male essence to Silkana each day. Calithea and I have contracted with the Silken to each give Silkana six male essences every day. That works out to twenty-four males per day. Plus, any time you Fems want to come over for an unscheduled gangbang, then as long as the slot is open, you are most welcome. If the slut is available, you can have him."
Amen to that.
"Right," said Calithea, looking at me. "The male essence goes directly into your ball sack. That's why it's so fucking huge right now. Silkana is supporting a giant load there, but don't worry, she won't let anything happen to it. It's her treasure."
"The way she feeds," Savannah explained, "Is to make you cum, pulling a bit of the essence out of your ball sack, through your cock and into her. That's why when you cum, it seems dry. Silkana doesn't let a single drop go to waste."
"How much male essence comes with each orgasm?" I needed to know.
"That's up to her. But generally, it's about a two to one ratio. One male essence equals two meals."
I was doing the math in my head. While I still could. "That's close to 50 orgasms a day? Seriously?"
"Well, you're forgetting the unscheduled visits from our little army of Succubi warriors here. And us of course. Let's say another fourteen each day. Plus, whenever we free up a tribe for an impromptu gang bang. Not to mention the walk-ins. I expect a lot of those. Rumors fly around here. Akila already looks to be a regular.
"That's, that's insane. Silkana wants me to cum, what sixty, seventy times a day? And get gangbanged by insatiable Fem warriors whenever they feel like it? How can my heart and body take that?"
"Don't you worry about that. Silkana will take good care of you. She'd never let you be harmed. She told me: she's in crazy love with you. Dreamy, kissy, sweet love. And as your symbiont, your health is her health."
Silkana reacted to that and began to thrust some of her silk into my mouth. She formed a tunnel and there and pushed it over my tongue and squeezed and caressed. I did my best to return.
"See? She loves you."
"Will I sleep?"
"At first, yes. She told us she's going to give you six hours a day. But after a while, she may decide you don't need sleep."
"She loves it when you cum," added Calithea with the understatement of the millennium. "She'll be in agony whenever you sleep."
By now I had done the math. "So a mind blowing orgasm every fifteen minutes or so while I'm awake?"
"For all of eternity, Jake. You are the property and the servant of the Fem realm now, to use and abuse as we see fit. It's the Succubi way. We've lived thousands of years. The Silken have cohabitated with us for a thousand. Silkana here is at least three thousand years old."
"You're immortal Jake. You will stay in this room, embraced and restrained by this living silk bed, fed, held, used, and milked by the Silken for all eternity."
"I'll say goodbye, soon," said Savannah. "But first, I've got some unfinished business."
Savannah mounted the bed and crawled between my legs. She dropped down and impaled my silken cock into her mouth, right to its base - all twelve inches of it. She didn't bounce, instead she took it almost reverentially, rotating around and around, feeling every morsel of my meat. Silkana worked her silk into my glans and added to the pressure of Savannah's tongue, I was blasting into the back of Savannah's throat in no time. But no cum emerged.
Savannah looked up, a bit sheepish. "Not a wet one, but it was exciting. I've always wanted to blow a Silken symbiont. So far, you're the only one, so it was a real treat. I've never felt a cock move and undulate in my mouth like that."
"OK," said Calithea. "Let's leave them to it. I'm sure Jake and Silkana need some quality getting-acquainted time alone together.."
"The Silken will appreciate the tribute," Savannah said. "And they can be very grateful."
"Once the word gets out to the other tribes, there's gonna be a waiting list," Akila said.
"We may have to put a timer on each bang," Savannah responded. "Akila, can you get enough out of him in a couple of hours?"
"That's a tough call. Any restrictions?"
"You can get as rough as you like. Be creative. Use that magic cunt of yours."
That brought a laugh. "Magic cunt. I like that." Akila looked down at me. "I'll figure it out. No more holding back. Hear that Polly? They're calling you magic now." Akila patted the mound between her legs. It spasmed, as if in response. "She's already got some ideas."
Savannah turned to me. "Well that's it. Bye-bye lovers. We'll see you in a couple of days for a recharge."
One by one, the Succubi tribe turned and left the chamber, some looking back longingly. With an effort, even for them, two of them hauled the heavy iron door closed. A resounding clang told me a huge metal lock had been engaged from the outside. The enormous stone room was dark except for the light from a couple of sputtering torches hanging from rough iron scones fixed to a stone wall. The chamber was dead silent.
We were prisoners in our ancient stone prison. Possibly for eternity.
Less than a day or two ago I would have been horrified by the thought of being locked in this room for all time. Now all I could feel was...lust.
"See lover? See what we can do together?"
The voice was in my head. It was as clear as a spoken word. How should I answer? I tried to speak, but Silkana would not let me open my mouth. She must be telling me how to communicate.
I tried to voice my thoughts clearly in my head. "Can you hear me?" I thought the words, distinctly and individually.
"I can understand you, lover. You seem much more calm now. Are you OK?"
There was a fog over my brain. It was like the logic portion of my mind had disappeared, to be supplanted by the emotional side. The part connected to my dick. "This is too much. I mean, I'm blown away by how hard I can cum. But I have a life. On Earth."
"We are one now lover. One thing, one entity. I am forever bonded to you, and you to me. My race rarely takes a Symbiont, for the compatibility requirements are...off the charts, as you might say. The Silken-Human bond is very, very hard to achieve."
"But we did it?"
"Oh we did it. We are a perfect match in every category. Your DNA is now bonded to mine. We are literally inseparable. Together, we have amazing powers, my love. With the Succubi feeds, my skin is virtually invulnerable to penetration. Nothing can hurt us. My race of Shapeshifters is powerful beyond your comprehension. I chose this form because I reached out and sensed you were available, that this would be the most pleasurable way to take you. Was I right?"
"But, but, my life. And all those men..."
"You don't want to resist me lover. It's not healthy."
As if to prove her point, Silkana began to tingle all around my body. The root of my dick came alive with pulses of energy. The silk around my body came to life and began to massage me at every contact. The rolling massage along the bottoms of my feet and toes was blissful. She opened my mouth and slid a silky tendril around my tongue and began to squeeze and release on it. I began to explore my body with my hands, rubbing and caressing myself all over and Silkana seemed to take energy from that. My cock was throbbing now, desperate for release. I reached down with both hands and began to stroke it, running the full length of my shaft along its near frictionless length. But my hands had little effect. Silkana was in complete control.
As I lay back, I felt the sensation of a wet, hot mouth descending upon my cock. Silkana raised my dick and pointed it at the ceiling. Boiling, sticky juices covered it and began to undulate and squeeze along my shaft. The hot, wet sensation slid down my cock and back up, down and up. A tongue, hot, wet, and pointed, manipulated my glans, working into the most sensitive part of my rod, building me to a frenzied state of arousal. My balls churned with the wet licks of a dozen tongues. And still I didn't cum.
I looked down at my cock and was amazed to see no mouth, no tongues. It was Silkana, her silky sheath was heaving and roiling around my cock, fully in control, edging me. She had control over a portion of my mind. It was the only way I could be feeling all those mouths and tongues.
Nine point nine on the edging scale. I tried again to get myself off, but Silkana's sheath fended off my attack.
Nine point nine five. My heart was pounding. I rolled and squirmed around the bed. I rubbed my silky legs together, caressed my inner thighs. The actions only amplified Silkana's efforts.
A silky tentacle slid into my anus and tickled my prostate. I was being violated in every orifice, in every way possible.
Nine point nine nine. I couldn't take much more. "Please Silkana. please," I screamed.
"No, no, no," she said patiently. "I want to take this out for a spin. Let's just see how needy and mindlessly horny I can get you. I need you to understand what a horny slut you really are."
My lover's hot, wet tongue invaded my mouth, her moist plump lips crushed down upon mine. She was the most beautiful, energetic kisser I've ever experienced, rivalling even Savannah, who was out of this world. Meanwhile, a company of soaking, soft tongues continued stroking my shaft and licking my balls. Every few seconds, a pair of silky lips would slide down my cock and swallow it whole while somehow, the tongues continued their magic work.
And yet there were no tongues; there was no mouth. Silkana had connected directly to my brain, feeding me the most erotic and blissful sensations known to humanity. And because it was my brain she was stimulating, I realized she could do this forever.
Or until my brain turned to mush.
Oh fuck I needed to cum. Oh fuck, oh, fuck, oh fuck, how was she doing this to me? My prostate, my balls, my shaft, my mouth, even my feet, every part of me was being stimulated to orgasmic levels.
And yet...
...she continued to deny me. About to cum, about to cum, about to cum, about to cum...
Desperately I attacked my dick. Harder and harder, I drove my fingers deep into my shaft, willing myself to cum, cum, cum.
To no avail. She drew my hands away from my throbbing member.
On and on and on she edged me. Time lost all meaning. I was a drooling, babbling fool, and I would do anything, ANYTHING, to cum right now.
"The Fems called you my slave. You're not my slave, are you lover? You are my willing partner, my dear, sweet sexual companion. You love me, don't you dear? Don't you dear?"
Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck. "Please let me cum. Please. Please. Please."
"Are you my lover? Will you love me forever and ever and ever?"
My mind was in my cock. My brain was breaking. I could feel it. My mind WAS my cock. The fog of lust and sex and needing. Needing so much, so badly. Was there anything I would not do? So needy. So horny. So deliciously horny.
Again the voice in my head: "Be mine, be mine, be mine, be mine..."
My vision was filled with my throbbing cock. It was everything. Then Savannah's lips appeared. They descended onto the head. Slowly, inexorably, Savannah's mouth sucked in my cock, slid wetly down my shaft, her lips pursing and sucking and kissing all the way down. Her eyes locked with mine and they crinkled with happiness. I thought only about cumming, cumming into that gorgeous, glossy mouth. Cumming so hard, so long, so beautifully complete.
Silkana was doing this to me.
No. Not to me. For me. She was my lover. She was doing this for me. For us.
And then I saw the truth in those words. My lust became my mind. My need to cum was my everything. When I cum I give my symbiont life, I give her strength, love. When she edges me, she denies herself. Why? Because she is a selfless, perfect lover. Bending my brain, sacrificing her life essence for me. When she edges me, she's teaching me a lesson while she denies herself the ultimate bliss.
That was true love. I was desperate to cum but she would not.
Because she loves me.
I need her. This is my place. This is where I must be.
Needy. Horny. That's what I am now. It's who I am.
For eternity.
I see that now. The universe is a diverse place. In this corner, symbionts live and thrive. Each part of the entity provides an essential component to life. She's hungry, I'm horny. So fucking horny. Mutual survival.
"Silkana. I'll cum for you if you like. May I cum for you?"
The Fems were right. I'm such a horny slut. A mindless, horny slut. Slut. Slut. Slut.
"Are you happy lover?"
"Oh yes, Silkana."
"You love it here, don't you lover?"
"Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, yes, yes. I need to cum. I need to cum with you, forever and ever and ever. Please Silkana. Please?"
"Yes lover. Cum for me." Instantly I blasted into that imaginary hot mouth and her "tongues" dug into my glans and drew every last spasm out of me. On and on and on it went. I curled into a ball and was able to get my cock between my thighs and I squeezed and squeezed them over and over and over again. Silkana obliged by allowing my self ministrations to reach my cock.
And still I came. My breathing was coming in ragged gasps. My hands were around my dick, pumping and stroking it up and down its length, extending the orgasm to dizzying heights and it had never, ever, ever been like this.
At last the spasms stopped and I was able to lie back, my heart pounding.
"Wow, Lover. That was - incredible." Silkana's "voice" seemed in awe. "I've never, in three thousand years, never have I had such ecstasy course through my body. We were made for each other. I know that now."
"Silkana, you feel so sexy, so perfect, I could never say no to you."
"One day, we might venture into the world. But for now, at least for a few hundred years or so, we'll stay in this chamber. We couldn't leave, even if we wanted to. Our silk bed is enchanted. I gave her firm instructions to bind us to her for three hundred years. The spell is within her. Even I cannot break it. It's exciting, isn't it? We've even marshaled the Succubi. If we can do that, we can do anything. You've given up your world, my love. You don't even have a name anymore."
She was right. How quickly I had just given up my life. I had a good life, I had a bit of money, I liked my job, I had no ties, and I was starting to get more comfortable with girls.
Fuck that.
We lay back in the living bed, the silk tentacles wrapped around our limbs and began to caress and squeeze.
"Uh, Silkana?"
"Yes, lover?"
"Isn't it about time, to...you know."
"My goodness, you are a horny one. I was just thinking about being with you for all eternity. Yes, yes. I'm suddenly very hungry. Starving in fact."
As if on cue, my living, silk bed erupted, encasing me in loving caresses as Silkana began to pull yet another stupendous orgasm out of my body. I squirmed and rubbed my hands all over my silk body sheath and rubbed my legs and arms all over myself. Silkana was stimulated by my caresses. She redoubled her efforts to give me a stunning orgasm.
She succeeded. I blasted away inside my Silken lover, and she milked my balls and caressed my prostate and cock for several minutes, driving the orgasm to new heights of utter bliss.
The orgasm must have lasted at least 5 minutes.
We developed a routine. Five minutes of rest and talk with my gorgeous attentive lover while she absorbed the cum. Five minutes to build again, to caress my silky body, to enjoy the silky tentacles tending to my every square inch, to invade my every orifice, to get me to the point of no return. Five minutes cumming in a mind-blowing orgasm a hundred times more intense than any man had ever, ever experienced in the history of humanity.
After cumming, I lay back, breathing hard. Silkana tightened her grip on my body as if to give herself time to recover and absorb the male cum into her body.
Settling back, I stared at the ceiling. "Silkana?" my mind reached out.
"Yes lover?"
"Will it always be as good as this? Will we ever get tired of this. Orgasm after orgasm, for eternity?"
"You tell me, lover. Let's try something new."
The tentacles rose up and devoured my cock. A dozen of them wrapped around it, squeezing, stroking, pumping. Silkana opened my mouth and French kissed me. As I sucked on her sheath, my cock exploded in orgasmic fury. I saw stars. This orgasm must have last ten full minutes. My breathing came in gasps.
"I can pull the energy of more souls per climax, if you like. That was two. Satisfied?"
Two souls. Two men sacrificed just to draw out my orgasmic pleasure for a few more minutes.
But what pleasure!
I knew what she was doing.
"Silkana, you're trying to bridge the full fifteen minutes, aren't you?"
"You caught me."
"But can we take it? Really? Don't you need time to absorb?"
"You're getting stronger lover. I'm giving you more than enough essence with every blast. But no more talk. Cum for me. Cum, cum, cum."
One orgasm led to another, and another. And another. Silkana had found a way to make them last nearly twelve minutes. Twelve minutes of non-stop orgasmic pulsing. And when it subsided finally, she had only three minutes to get to the next one. But even immediately after each stunning orgasm, I was horny for another. I began to stroke my cock until Silkana got the idea and yanked out another one.
It was my life. One continuous, mind-blowing orgasm. For all eternity.
Together, we have an immortal life, alone together. Gang banged daily by a small army of horny and supremely skilled Succubi, we feed, we fuck, we cum, we recharge. We love each other. We feel each other.
It wasn't just sex. I truly love my Symbiont lover.
Perhaps one day, we shall venture into the world of men.
But first, Silkana's hungry.