Qi'xatl the Tentacle Monster Chapter 5 - Refinement

Qi'xatl the tentacle monster was afraid.
After his escapades the night before, his mistress had allowed him to remain in her room at night, even in her bed, as long as he didn't wake her up.
He had made himself very small again, and this time he had remembered to fit his skin texture and his temperature to the rest of the bed, so that she wouldn't wake up if she moved in her sleep and accidentally touched him.
He had made himself comfortable between her legs, and the night had begun very good.
Perched between his mistress' warm thighs, less then an inch away from her hot pussy, his spot had been perfect.
The thick blanket under which they had perched had trapped the sweet, moist cloud of her pussy smell, enveloping him completely in its sweetness.
He had no nose, but he could breathe through his skin, constantly inhaling the heady smell of his mistress with every pore of his body.

Qi'xatl had sat like this for hours, plagued by the need to touch his sleeping mistress, especially her moist cunny. But he was stalwart, and didn't want to gamble his privileges away by doing something stupid and waking her up. Bathing in her sweet thick odor was already more then he could ask for.

But then it had begun to become unpleasant. Frightful even.
At first, his mistress had begun moving. In the beginning, he had just moved out of the way, but her movements became increasingly more erratic, until he hadn't managed to move away in time and had touched her. Luckily she hadn't woken up, but he had quickly moved himself out of the bed out of fear to wake her up if he remained where he was.
But the amount of her movements had just kept on increasing.
Then she had started making weird noises.

At first he had thought she had finally awoken, but after he had made a long tentacle to look at her from above, he had seen that her eyes were still closed.
Nevertheless, she had been constantly moving her torso, arms and legs, shaking her head, and making grunting noises.

Right now, she was thrashing in her bed, grunting, whispering "No! No!", again and again.
Qi'xatl was terrified. Why was she moving and talking in her sleep?
And she wasn't happy at all. From watching her that was apparent, but reaching out telepathically he could feel fear emanating from his mistress.
This didn't seem right at all. Qi'xatl didn't know what to do.
He was sitting on the side of her bed, one tentacle raised above her, watching her squirming around in her bed.

When she started rolling from side to side and thrashing so violently that she came dangerously close to the bed's edge, he became truly afraid for her safety.
Quickly he sprouted many short tentacles, and elongated his body until he was bigger then his mistress, a writhing mass of tentacles next to her bed.

Then, as he had foreseen it, it happened.
During one especially violent shake of her body, his mistress rolled over the edge of the bed.
In that moment she seemed to awaken. Her eyes flared open and she shrieked, but she was already falling.
But only for a few inches, until she landed softly in Qi'xatl's grasp, caught by a sea of tentacles.

She wasn't moving for a moment, just lay there, panting, her eyes darting around, as if she did not yet fully realize where she was.
Finally she spoke, "Qi? Is that.. is that you?"
He assured her that it was indeed him she was lying on.
"I had the worst nightmare.", she said, and was silent again.
Qi'xatl didn't know what a nightmare was, but he hated it. He hated it because it had upset his beloved mistress so.
He felt her shiver and became even more angry at the nightmare.

He wanted to make his mistress happy again, so he sprouted even more tentacles, long ones, and moved them around and over her body, enveloping and warming her.
She sighed.
Her body was drenched in cold sweat. Qi'xatl did the best he could to absorb the cold liquid through the surface of his appendages, drying her goose bump covered skin.
After a while the goose bumps receded and she murmured something that sounded like 'hold me'.
He wrapped even more arms around her, holding her tight.
Driven by some instinct, he started moving his arms softly, slowly rocking his mistress' body.
A minute later, she was sleeping again, and the aura of fear was gone.
Qi'xatl was relieved.
He still didn't understand what had happened, but his mistress seemed to be well again.
Still, he decided to keep holding her tight, cradling her in his gently swaying arms.


When morning finally rolled around, and the first rays of the sun entered the window, Lianna stirred.
Qi'xatl could feel her clench her muscles and yawn. Then her eyes opened. And she gave a startled shriek and started thrashing her arms.
Qi'xatl, startled himself by her sudden outburst, quickly receded the mass of his tentacles that covered his mistress, until only those she was lying on were left.
His mistress jumped away from him, deftly landing on her feet.

"Qi? What are you doing?", she exclaimed. "Why am I not in my bed anymore? And why did you squeeze me like this? For a moment I thought something was crushing me!"
Qi'xatl quickly told her telepathically that he had held her like this to soothe her from her nightmare after she had fallen out of her bed, and that she had been shivering, so he had wrapped himself around her to warm her.
"A nightmare? I can't even rem.. oh.. now that you say it, I think I do remember something.. I was falling.. but I was caught.. you caught me! Thank you. That.. and holding me.. was very sweet."
Qi'xatl was happy. He could also feel happiness emanating from his mistress.

"And I seem to have slept nicely in your arms.". A smirk manifested itself on her face. "We should definitely look more into that. And besides, you have deserved some reward for keeping me from landing on the hard floor like some klutz".
Qi'xatl was very happy. He liked rewards.

His mistress yawned. "But let me eat something first. I'm starving!"
She got dressed and walked into the kitchen.


Qi'xatl was restless.
He had cradled his mistress' naked body for hours, and now she had promised him a reward, and he was desperate to fuck her, the night's anxiousness all but forgotten.
But she was biding her time eating breakfast, glancing at him from time to time, almost looking like she was intentionally eating slowly to make him wait longer and get more horny.

He couldn't take it anymore and decided to test the waters.
He made his body into the form of a snake, just a single moving tentacle, and writhed toward her leg.
When his mistress didn't say anything, he snaked over her foot and wrapped himself around her calf.
She still made no move to stop him, so he slowly wriggled higher, enveloping her knee, than moved up, slithering over the hot, smooth skin of her wonderful thigh.
When he moved even further, she finally stopped him.
"Not yet.". He could almost hear the smirk he was sure was on her face.
But he was obedient as always, and kept away from her sweetest place, attacking her leg instead.
He made himself continually longer, slithering over the velvety skin of her long leg, massaging her taught muscles. She groaned slightly.
When she raised her leg, he was quick to wrap himself around her sweet foot, too.

"Ohh that is too good.", she sighed after a while and pulled her linen robe over her head.
She hadn't worn anything below it and was completely naked now.
Qi'xatl took the chance and elongated himself even more, snaking his way up on her side and towards her breasts, wrapping himself around one, then around the other and squeezing gently.
Lianna groaned.
"Mhmm wonderful. But I was looking forward to lie on you again like this morning."
Qi'xatl was eager to please her, and slithered away from her, rubbing himself over her skin while moving down her leg.

When he had disentangled himself from her, he made his body very large again, until he had the form and size of her bed's mattress. Then he sprouted many short tentacles all over his body.
The eager wriggling of his arms went not unnoticed, and his mistress giggled.
Then she stood on one end of his body, turned away from him, spread her arms, and let herself fall backwards.
He caught her with his writhing mass of soft, warm appendages and lowered her into a lying position, while she was laughing in glee.
With his tentacles near her crotch, he was already absorbing the wonderful sweet cream flowing out of her engorged pussy.
Terribly horny himself, he elongated one of the tentacles between her legs, and slid it into her lovecave, making her sigh in pleasure.
The heat of her pussy gripping his arm felt so incredibly good that he pushed inside even further and made her moan.
He started fucking her in a steady rhythm.
Then he elongated those tentacles that weren't carrying her weight, and moved them along her body, wrapping them around her squirming limbs and her breasts, which bounced in the rhythm of his fucking.
After a while, only her face wasn't covered in his slick, rubbing and massaging appendages.

When he started wriggling the end of the tentacle inside her hot pussy, this particular sensation together with the whole-body treatment quickly became too much for his mistress, and she started orgasming heavily. Loud moans filled the air, while her body buckled in his grasp and thick cream oozed from her pussy, in which his tentacle was still playing. The heat of her body was spreading into his own, and he almost erupted himself, only managing to decrease his sensitivity at the last second. He didn't want it to be over yet.

And obviously neither did his mistress, when she groaned, "Fuck my ass!".
Qi'xatl was very happy. He had hoped very much to be allowed to fuck this incredibly tight hole again.
He let the tentacle slip out of her pussy, and moved it toward her pink rosebud.
It's tip was still dripping with her wonderful pussy juice, and when he pressed it against the little asshole, he didn't have to use much strength until the tiny hole opened itself and granted him passage inside her.
Still, she yelped when he pushed himself into her asshole. Then she started groaning when he didn't immediately start moving. He could even feel her squirm, trying to push herself against his tentacle.
He quickly followed her obvious wish and pushed himself deep into her tight asshole.
She screamed in pleasure, and he himself would have groaned loudly from the pleasure of the exquisite feeling of his tentacle inside this incredibly tight elven butthole.
He could feel her lust and her need, and started fucking her ass, pulling out and pushing in slowly at first, but becoming gradually faster when his mistress yelled for him to fuck her ass harder.

It was incredible. Her loud moans echoed through the room, and her cunny was continually discharging honeysweet girlcum. Her tiny asshole was squeezing down on him, while his tentacle continually stretched it apart.
She started spasming again, screaming her pleasure for the world to hear, her limbs shivering from her climax.
And still neither of the two wanted it to end.
"Fuck all my holes!", she screamed, and he complied, pushing another tentacle into her dripping pussy, making it even thicker than the one he had used before, and sliding it in as far as it would go.
Then he started pistoning it in and out, while at the same time fucking her asshole, too.
"Harder!", she screamed, her voice hoarse, and he pushed even deeper with both tentacles, and increased his speed even more. Her whole body would have moved if he hadn't held her so tight.
He was fucking her pussy and her ass, all the while rubbing his arms over her breasts and every other part of her body, but his mistress seemed utterly hungry.
"All my holes! And when I finish.. bathe me in your cum!", she yelled, and he elongated another tentacle and put it into her mouth.
She immediately began sucking on it.

Her needs still not completely filled, he increased the strength of his tentacles even more, rubbing her breasts, arms and legs even harder, and fucking her tight holes even more intensely.
He almost couldn't believe how deep she took him into her tight holes, when he remembered that he had forgotten to pay more attention to her clit, and started concentrating on the tentacle nearest to her pink nub, and rubbed it vigorously.

A tentacle now in every hole, fucking her fast and deep, and her breasts, nipples and clit being rubbed ceaselessly, her need finally seemed to be filled. Qi'xatl could feel the fire and lightning in her body explode in a cataclysmic orgasm, making her scream so loud that he was sure that the people outside their house couldn't fail to hear her, while her muscles started twitching so hard that her whole body moved even in his tight grip.
She started shaking all over, her pussy and asshole clenching down hard on the tentacles inside them.
He had trouble keeping the tentacle in her mouth in place, and at the same time became aware of the inevitability of his own climax. He had desensitized his tentacles a lot to be able to keep going without pause so long, but now it was too much to bear. He was touching nearly every part of her body, was deep in her insides, and their telepathical connection transmitted the intense feeling of her climax to him.
He was beyond the point of no return, knowing that he had only mere seconds until he too would explode, when he remembered that she had told him to shower her in cum.
Thus, he didn't try to control his eruptions when he finally came.
It was incredible after such a long time of arousal, and such a long session of so intense lovemaking.
A fireworks started inside his body, with every rocket exploding at the same time. He felt like he himself would explode and there would be nothing left of him but pieces.
Every single one of his more then a hundred tentacles erupted in unison, spurting an incredible amount of his sticky white cum out of its end.
He could feel himself shoot his loads into her pussy and ass and into her mouth, and all over her body.
When his own squirting finally stopped, his mistress was covered in white. But nothing like when he had first erupted with a hundred tentacles over her. No, this time he had truly bathed her in it.
There wasn't a single bit of her body that was not white.
Thick drops of cum fell from her heaving, panting body. When his appendages slid out of her orifices, they were each followed by a thick, white river.
An incredible aura of happiness surrounded her.
And Qi'xatl was utterly happy, too.

When his mistress had caught her breath, she started cleaning herself up, first licking her lips, then using her hands to push more cum from her face into her mouth. Finally she started even scooping it up from other parts of her body, before swallowing it.

"Hmmmm this tastes so good. I guess I could have done without my breakfast after all.", she finally said, giggling.