Sam lay snuggled against Mercedes' warm skin as she slept. He found himself dreaming of his beautiful chocolate woman, her big bright smile, her dark, enchanting eyes…
He was awoken by a soft sensation against his torso. His eyes fluttered open slowly, and he felt something fleshy, and a little bit wet, against his belly. It caused him confusion immediately, but he couldn't deny the way it made him tingle. Something a little bit more solid touched him as well- still slippery, but it latched onto him. Sam flinched at a small amount of pain when the suction grew stronger.
"Hello, Sam," Mercedes said, smiling, as she flipped the lights on. Sam finally got to see what the mysterious touch was.
He found himself surrounded by a sea of tentacles, at least 10 of them, all the same dark color of Mercedes' skin, all extending from her. Was this a dream? Had his ebony love been hiding her most beautiful parts all this time?
Mercedes grinned, scanning his limber body as a second tentacle curled around him, eliciting a drawn-out moan from her cracker boy. A third traced his treasure trail with its tip, and slid with ease into his boxers. Feeling Mercedes' warm slime against his rigid cock was too much for Sam. He had never been so happy.
More and more tendrils found their way around his body. Two battling for dominance down his throat, filling his mouth with copious amounts of slime, three drilling in and out of his ass, and another two jerking him off. When Mercedes' tentacles came, they did all at once- and Sam wasn't far behind. Cum spewed from everywhere, until Sam was practically bathing in his seed and his girlfriend's.
He had never been so happy.