Boffy The Dick Slayer: Boffy’s Magic Dildo by Joan Russell 4,682 Words. Paranormal Tentacled Alien Erotica. Boffy was attracted to the bronzed dildo as if it were calling to her. It was a many tenticaled alien being in dildo form. It had determined that she was the one to save the planet from the Dicks. Alien beings had arrived to take over the planet by taking over its women through sexual satisfaction. All Characters in this story are 18 years old or older. Adult+
…she leaned forward and grasped the large, heavy, still strangely warm dildo in her hand.
Bringing it close to her face she saw that words were scrawling across the brilliant surface. She read aloud, "I am the chosen Slayer of the Dicks. Prepare me."
She felt a surge of energy burning through her as if she had been struck by lightening. She staggered to her couch, sat down and then lay back, her legs spread and waiting, her breasts heaving. The bronze dildo flew out of her hand. Before her astonished eyes it took the form of a tall featureless man covered from head to foot by a long cloak with a rounded hood.
"The time of the Dicks has arrived," the man intoned. Buffy could not tell whether she heard him with her ears or if he was a voice in her head. "They will take over your planet. Only you will be immune because you are the Slayer. Prepare to receive your immunity."
The hooded man moved toward her. He pulled back the dark cloth and revealed a bronzed body that looked like it had been carved by Michelangelo. He was so handsome he took her breath away. He knelt beside her on the couch and, without hesitation, lowered his lips to capture hers. When his lips touched hers there was a merging that felt as if she had never been kissed before. His lips and hers became one, a great joining, feeding a trembling energy to each other through the one area of their bodies that were touching. It was an energy that was beyond human experience.
Boffy's breath sounded like a steam engine pounding up a steep hill. To her surprise it was exactly matched with his. They inhaled and exhaled as one as their lips vibrated with passion. The smell of his breath against her face was sweet and pure, like country air and fresh mown grass. She moaned her pleasure.
The energy of her trembling lips moved out to fill her body with passion. To her surprise she could neither see nor move. It felt as if she had been bound to the couch, held there by invisible chains by her wrists and ankles. At the same time it felt as if a blindfold had been pulled over her eyes so that she could not anticipate what he would do next. She was totally powerless in his presence and her inability to resist or anticipate him increased her burning desire for him. It was as if all her sexual desires had been released at once.
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