tentacle lover

The sea was unbelievably warm. Having lived on the south coast of england all of her life, with such cold water, she felt like she was in a hot bath.


Her long hair trailed out behind her, waving like some exotic sea grass with the gentle currents of the tide pools. Somehow she had the entire beach to herself that morning, and was thoroughly enjoying herself as she explored the clear pools. Some were quite large, twice the size of a bath, and some simply opened up at one end toward the sea, which now warmly and gently filled the pools as the tide approached a calm high.


The tropical waters worked their magic on the young girl, who felt them teasing and lapping at her as she sat on the edge of a large pool. She stared out to sea, feeling the tiny waves hit her even through the material of her bikini, and sighed as she accepted the invitation, slipping deeper into the pool. Her lower body was now immersed completely in the warm waters.


As if in a dream, she took off the bottom of her bikini and slowly sat down on a rock covered with fine seaweed, feeling the tiny stems brush her exposed opening with the water's movements. The sea was caressing her, and she responded in turn.


This large pool was open to the ocean, and as the tide slowly continued to come in toward her, she spread her legs wide to better feel the warm waters and seaweeds massage her thighs, clitoris, and pussy lips. But she was not alone - other creatures shared the tide pools with her.


It startled her at first when the eel darted beneath her leg and into the "grass" she was sitting on, but the warm waters called her back and she relaxed, again spreading her legs wide. Breathing a little harder, she used her fingers to spread apart her pussy lips as well, a wild fantasy creeping into and taking over her mind.


It took a few minutes, but the eel reappeared from under her leg. It looked around with its tiny eyes, found a new hiding place, and swam up to investigate. It was certainly dark and protected enough, but was it big enough? The girl gasped with pleasure as the slimy creature decided to find out. It slipped inside her several inches, then wriggled furiously as it forced itself the rest of the way into the moaning girl's pussy.


She came almost instantly, feeling the eel struggle to turn its fat body around against her spasming pussy muscles. Its head emerged about an inch, so that she could see the living animal that was inside her, and the image caused her to orgasm a second time. The squeezing was too much for the eel, however, and it decided to find another home, wriggling its way back out for a grand finale to the girl's climax.


She threw her head back and panted for a few moments, then looked again into the pool in front of her open legs. She saw a school of small fish, some anenomies, starfish, and some other life in the pool with her, shrugged, and held her tingling flesh open to what the sea would bring once again. After a few minutes of nothing but the caresses of the warm water against her inner lips, she began to feel a bit silly that she expected anything to happen at all. Then the small shark appeared.


Before she could react, the small school that had been nibbling at the plants on the rocks around her panicked at the sight of the 12" shark. The smaller fish were only about 1" long, a perfect meal for the shark, and their only instinct at that moment was to find a place to hide and quickly. The door held open before them, the school forced its way inside the dark, inviting tunnel. She closed her eyes, feeling five, then ten, then twenty little fish throwing themselves into her pussy.


The slim fish wriggled one by one past the tight ring of muscle at her opening to where her pussy stretched freely further within, enabling the whole school to invade her pulsating vagina. Again she orgasmed, her pussy muscles straining to contract against the mass of moving fish within. She had heard about a dog's knot swelling inside a bitch's cunt to lock them together, and wondered if this was what it felt like to be swollen with animal flesh.


After a few minutes, she realised that they might not be able to get back out, so she started gently pulling them out of herself one by one. The shark now gone, they went to the other side of the pool and only swam away when the last of the school had thrashed its way out of her. Satisfied, she leaned back and closed her eyes, enjoying the warm tropical sun.


But the sea was not finished with her. A starfish slowly crept across her clit, massaging her to another small climax, as did a rather large sea snail. She marvelled at the 8" shell as its owner explored her, its rasping mouthparts tasting her rosebud as she squirmed with delight, its muscular foot grasping her hairy lips.


Noting that the tide would go out soon, and also noting that her toes were becoming distinctly wrinkled, she sighed and took one last look at her pool of wonders. She almost didn't feel the gentle, tentative, suckling touch at her lips.


Looking down, expecting to see another snail, she saw only a small, brown tentacle caressing her. The octopus wasn't a large one, but it was large enough that she was worried about what might happen. She knew that they loved to hide in small, dark spaces, being easily trapped in some areas with baited flowerpots and the like, and recognised that this one was definitely interested in her small, dark space.


She quietly moaned as more and more of the strong, suckered tentacles explored her, first sucking at her inner lips, then carefully extending into her pussy. She marveled that such a large creature would even consider her tunnel, but then remembered that the jelly like creatures had little or no bone structure, enabling them to conform to almost any shape. She spread herself wide, and waited.


The octopus seemed to understand her invitation, and slowly forced its rubbery body into the panting girl's hole. The eel and fish were nothing compared to this wild lover - once it had crammed her pussy full of writhing flesh, several of its tentacles came back out to stimulate her clit.


She let go, threw her head back and closed her eyes, feeling the creature forced up against the very back of her pussy in an amazing, filling way, its tentacles suckling and caressing her clitoris and bum, and its whole body moving and shifting inside her. She came again and again, feeling the fleshy body respond to her muscular contractions by pushing strongly back and squirming even more. She slipped all the way into the water, floating on her back as her lover brought her to orgasm again and again.


After some time, she realised that the tide was going out, and decided to leave her magic beach. But the octopus had other ideas. She stood up, expecting it to slip out in favour of the water, but it didn't budge. She walked around a bit, feeling herself completely stuffed full in a delicious way, but the creature only contracted its tentacles inside her, filling her even more.


She sat down in the pool again, the water receding, and as if to answer her feelings of worry, the fleshy creature slowly, deliberately crawled out. It made sure to please her as much as possible as it did so, grasping her clit, cervix, and innermost pussy with its suckers and moving slowly from between her lips. Seeing it come out of herself and feeling what it was doing, she climaxed a final time and caressed it as it slowly drifted away.


"I have to book my next holiday at this beach," Angel thought to herself as she walked shakily away from the tide pools, her knees and lack of bikini bottoms betraying her.