Dark Waters [F] [Tentacle] [Consentacle]

Pine needles were everywhere. They filled the air with their sticky scent, and they stuck to her feet as she walked the soft sandy trail. The sun was low, and cast stripes of shadow in the forest, warming her skin one moment, then chilling her the next.

The rental wasn't cheap, even for only a few days, but she already felt it was worth it. The woods were so peaceful and quiet, save for the distant crash of the waves. "A short walk to the beach" the ad had said, but that wasn't her main interest.

It was a short walk from the house and she came up quickly on the clearing, the dark water of the hot spring playing patterns on the rocks around the edge. She laid her towel on a rock and headed for the edge. With the sun at this angle it was dark enough that you couldn't see the bottom, almost as if there was no bottom. She dipped a toe in and let out a sigh, warm as a bath, perfect.

This was the selling point of the rental. A few days alone in the woods, days spent at the beach or soaking in this natural hot tub, nights spent cozy by the wood fireplace. Just a few days to relax and she could put all this anger and heartbreak behind her.

Stepping carefully she lowered herself in, savoring the warmth as it crept up her calves to her thighs, then from her hips to her stomach and her breasts. Her back and shoulders tingled with goosebumps as the water came up to her chin. She closed her eyes and let out a deep sigh.

This is perfect, she thought, exactly what I needed. A little escape and relaxation.

Pushing off from the rocks at the edge, she swam toward the other side. The pool wasn't very wide, but large enough to stretch her limbs, and she floated easily. Something about the minerals in the water, she remembered reading in the rental description. "Float weightlessly in our natural hot spring pool!"

She certainly did feel weightless, in fact she found she could lay completely on her back and still stay afloat. She let her eyes close and her muscles relax. Her body swayed gently in the waves she had made in entering the pool. Before she knew it, she was falling asleep, and soon after she was dreaming.

Soft lips assaulted hers, quick and impatient, the taste of whiskey, the cheap stuff. She pulled back to look into their eyes, but couldn't make out their face.

"I've wanted to do that since I met you." they said.

"I've wanted you to do that since we met." she heard herself giggle in reply.

Then she pulled the face to her own again, her fingers digging into hair, her lips moving desperately to cover every inch of theirs, never quite enough. Tongues pressing to each other, clumsily flicking around. First kisses were always so exciting.

Then she was pushed back, falling onto an unmade bed. Hands were pulling at her shirt and lips were fervently moving on her stomach, her hips, her ribs. Kissing softly, biting, licking along curves. She felt a heat building between her thighs, goosebumps spreading on the skin as the lips moved up to her breasts.

A pair of eyes looked up into hers, though she still couldn't make out the face. They held her gaze as they smoothly pulled up her shirt and bra.

Then the lips were at it again; a long lick up the center of her ribcage stopping between her breasts. Then a few wet whiskey kisses under the curve of one breast, a hand caressing the other. A thumb gently tracing one nipple, then a hard suck and a bite on the other.

More boozy kisses--wet and frantic. Both hands squeezing her breasts, the weight of a body on top of hers. She wrapped her legs around them, trying to pull them closer to the growing heat and wet between her thighs.

Then the weight was off her, and needy fingers were at the button of her jeans. Hands ran along her hips, taking the pants down with them, gripping the soft skin of her thighs. The jeans tossed aside, her legs were pushed back and hot wet licks came down along her legs, followed by quick hard bites to her ass cheeks.

"Ah! Oooh!" She gasped.

Eyes on hers again, "Too much?" the voice asked.

In response she reached down and laced her hand into their hair, pulling them back toward her arousal. "I didn't say stop." she cooed.

A chuckle came from down near her ass, and the hands gripped her thighs roughly. Another warm lick up from where her thigh met her ass, up just along the edge of her panties. Her pussy throbbed in response, begging for attention. Another suck and a bite in the crook of her thigh.

"Ahh! Yes!" She whined.

Their tongue was at the edge of her panties again, painting long wide strokes up and down the very edge of her pussy. She moved her hips toward it, trying to push her ready pussy on that wonderful mouth, but the hands dug into her thighs, holding her firmly in place. The mouth moved to the other side, biting in the tender crook of her thigh again, then teasing at the very edge of her pussy.

"Ohhhh pleaaaase." she cried in a half whisper, half moan.

"Please what?" the voice asked, the mouth barely leaving her skin.

"Please...ohh….please…"

"I won't know what you want unless you tell me." they teased.

Her face flushed. It was a little embarrassing to ask for it directly, but she liked that vulnerability. "Pleeeease lick my pussy!" she whined.

"Just a lick?" and the tongue swept in, mouth pushing her panties aside, one quick wet lick from the very bottom of her cunt to the top where it paused to flick the button of her clit.

"OHH AHHHH!" She gasped, chest heaving, abs clenching. She tried to thrust her hips toward it again, but hands held her thighs.

"That's it?" she could hear the smile in the voice.

"Noooo. Please…." she laughed and squirmed.

"You've gotta ask for it." the mouth absently sucked and nibbled one inner thigh.

Having enough, she reached down and pulled the head up again to look into her eyes.

"Please pull my goddamn panties off and eat my pussy properly before I fucking explode."

In the next second her panties were across the room. The mouth was on her, drenched in her wetness, presing desperately into her as if they were trying to drink her. Hands pushed back her legs, tilting her hips so warm eager lips slid easily up and down her cunt, the tongue plunging in, flattening and running up along her clit. Both her hands wound into hair, pulling the head into her, grinding it against her.

"Ah! Ahh! Yess! YES!" She sang, her breath coming hard and fast, her breasts rising and falling.

They licked her relentlessly, and though she still couldn't make out their face, she could see the sheen of her own wetness on their nose, their cheeks, dripping down their chin. They only paused for brief moments to expel hot breaths that warmed her skin, then another deep breath in and warmth and slick wetness plunged onto her pussy again. Tongue curving along her clit, pushing into her.

A tightness gathered inside her, she throbbed, heat spreading through her stomach.

"AHH, AHH! I'M GONNA, I'M GONNA…" she whined.

The muscles in her arms and legs tightened as she began to spasm into orgasm. The heat and pleasure building inside her. She squeezed her eyes shut, her jaw clenched.

"OHH, OH!" she wanted to scream their name, but the memory of it was not there. She felt her hands forcing the mouth onto her and her legs pushing against the hands as she began to fall over the edge of her orgasm, tense muscles twitching in uncontrollable ecstasy.

"FUUUUCK! YESSSSSSSSSSSS!" she screamed.

A wave of pleasure ripped through her body, her skin goosebumping, her muscles strained. Her eyes opened wide, suddenly filled with the bright glow of a full moon, pine branches swaying above.

Her toes curled, her hips bucked, pulses of tightness clenched her abdomen as orgasm tore through her.

"AHH! AHHH! AHHHH!" She screamed with each coming and passing wave.

This is the hardest I've come in a while. She thought, as she began to regain control over her throbbing body and mind. I guess I fell asleep. Was it just a wet dream? It felt so real…

She blinked and glanced down, seeing herself floating in the pool. Something glimmered between her legs, but she didn't think much of it until she realized she felt something between her legs...something foreign.

Fighting the fatigue that was beginning to set into her muscles, she craned her neck to look down. A dark shape shone in the moonlight, and then it moved.

"What the FUCK?!" She yelled, the sound echoing off the trees. She flailed her limbs, splashing water all around. Through her panic she righted herself and swam frantically toward the shore. Backing away from the pool her eyes darted over its surface looking for the intruder, but she saw nothing, even after the surface had called. Only the moonlight reflections playing on the trees.

"Fuck," she breathed, "must've been dreaming still..."

She stood there dripping, shivering a bit, trying to reassure herself that she'd been imagining it. Eyes still darting over the smooth pool surface.

"I had a wet dream," she said, "a really hot wet dream, and then I woke up in an unfamiliar place and scared myself. Just brain chemicals misfiring, that's all."

She found her towel and wrapped herself in it, reveling in the warmth. The water had been so warm, but there was no way she was going back in now. She headed back toward the cabin.

She tossed one more log in the stove and shut the door, flipping the flue. She switched off the light by the couch, and retreated up the ladder to the loft. She slipped into bed in just a pair of boxers, the sheets cool against her skin was a perfect contrast to the warmth of the loft. Turning off the bedside light, only the dull glow through the stove window lit the cabin.

Breathing deeply, she let her eyes fall closed. Sleep came quickly. Her dreams were just flashes of images; a face looking up at her from beneath her quivering hips. Then in a flash the face was looking down at her, sweat dripping off their nose while they worked their hips to fuck her. Another flash and she was floating in the pool again just as the first waves of orgasm came over her, the water splashing around her as she shook. Then she was riding the face again, but when she looked down the face was a thick dark silmy mass, like a snake or an eel. She pushed her hips in and out and the thing rippled against her pussy like pure muscle. Weird she thought, but it felt great so she didn't stop. Then she was on her back again, more of these dark appendages wrapped around her thighs, pushing her legs apart as another relentlessly pounded her. She heard herself cry out in pleasure. Another flash and she was in the water again, the dark slick muscles all over her, in her, in places she didn't even know she liked.

Come, a voice echoed in her head.

And she came. She woke to her own scream, the sheets soaked in sweat and a warm slickness between her thighs.

"What the fuck?!" She breathed as she stared at the ceiling trying to catch her breath.

A few days later she knew she had to go back to the pool. Partially because she had exhausted almost every bit of touristy exploration in the area; three beaches, five hiking trails with beautiful overlooks, seven restaurants, two cafes, one thrift shop and two museums. She'd rented a motorcycle and ridden miles along the coast, turning the heads of the grey bearded Harley riders stopped at the scenic spots. She'd found a bar in the area and met a few interesting people, even brought one of them back to the cabin. She'd seen and done it all and boredom was creeping in.

But if she were really honest with herself, she had to go back because it was calling her. She'd be making herself a sandwich and the image would pop into her head; floating on the calm water, the moonlight shimmering all around. One minute she'd be hiking a steep sandy trail and the next she was getting a running start to dive into the dark warmth.

"Okay, fine." She finally said one late afternoon, pulling on her bathing suit and grabbing a towel, she headed out the door and down the soft pine needle trail. "I don't even know why I'm avoiding it. It's just water."

She slipped easily into the warmth, a bit of steam rising around the pool as the air around cooled for the evening.

"Ahhhh," she sighed, "I could really get used to this."

She swam around for a bit, burning off some extra energy, but eventually settled to lay on her back again. She gazed up at the reddening sky as wisps of steam rose above her and disappeared among the trees. They swirled and curled in the breeze, coaxing her eyes closed once again. The water was so comfortable, it was so easy to relax.

I am sorry for frightening you the other day.

She snapped her head up, her eyes open wide. Turning each way she looked around her for the source of the voice. Nothing, nobody there. She let her breathing slow and laid back again.

"Must've been my imagination." She murmured, trying to reassure herself.

I am most certainly not in your imagination.

"Okay what the fuck?!" She shouted and bolted up again, whipping her head around. "Who's there?" She tried to sound intimidating, but it came out like a squeak.

If I show myself will you promise not to run?

"What? No! Fuck you! I'll run if I want! Who's there? Show yourself!" She began swimming for the shore again, panic rising in her chest.

Very well, that is your right.

Just as she scrambled onto the sandy edge, a gentle splash came from behind her. She whipped her head around and drew a sharp breath of surprise, frantically pedaling her arms and legs.

Please do not be frightened.

"Wh-aat, thhe. FuuUUck…" she choked out as she stood and backed away slowly. Before her at the opposite side of the pool was a….well, it was a tentacle. No two ways about it. Worse yet, it was just like the thing that had appeared in her dreams. Dark and slick, glistening in the fading light.

I know this is unusual…

"No this is obviously a dream," she laughed nervously. "no way this is real. A talking tentacle. Jesus I knew I should've brought weed from home. The stuff here is fucked up."

This is not a dream. I am real, and I am really talking to you.

"Okay, sure, fine, fuck it. Why not? Nice to have met you Mr. Talking Tentacle, but I really must be going now, I've got to wake up and start seeing a therapist."

She turned and began to walk toward the cabin, but something caught her wrist gently, pulling her back. She looked down at it and screamed.

Please, I beg you, just give me a moment to explain. I am not a dream, and this is not as unusual as you may think it is. Allow me to say my piece and then if you desire I will leave you alone.

Stunned, she turned back toward the pool, watching wide-eyed as the tentacle released her wrist and retreated back into the pool. She stood frozen, partially from fear, partially from curiosity.

"Who…..what….what are you?!" She whispered.

I have a name, but you could not pronounce it, speak it, or even think of it without losing your mind. So if you must, you may refer to me as The Ancient One.

A nervous laughter trickled out of her mouth, gradually growing into hysterical laughter. She doubled over, shaking her head, tears in her eyes.

"Ha! Ho! Hoookay, I must be dreaming. 'The Ancient One'. You've gotta be kidding me! Ahhh."

After she'd caught her breath she stayed silent and the voice continued as if nothing had happened.

Long ago, a village of humans lived in these woods and worshipped me as a god. I defended them, their land, their shores. In return once every full moon they brought virgins to bathe in my pool under the moonlight.

"Ha! Virgin sacrifices!" She grinned incredulously, "Like what...to eat?"

No, not sacrifices. You misunderstand. They brought me virgins. Men and women who had come of the age of...sensual desire.

"You...you fucked their virgins?! Yep, definitely dreaming. This is some bad lovecraftian erotica shit."

I assure you, you are not dreaming, please. While the rest of the village slept, I would teach the virgins the passions of the flesh, of their own bodies and of each other's bodies.

"As fantastically hentai as this sounds, it makes no sense. What could you, a giant tentacled...thing, get out of calamari-diddling some virgins?"

Human, do you not see that I am telepathic? I do not speak, but rather we understand each other through thought. I am able to do this by entering your mind. Your thoughts, your feelings, your wants, needs, and desires, are as to me as a whisper in the ear would be to you.

"Okay, I'll ignore how invasive and fucked up that is because this is still OBVIOUSLY a dream. A terrible hentai-fueled dream. But you still haven't answered my question, how does bonelessly boning people benefit you?"

When I enter the mind of someone, I can think what they think, and feel as they feel. Their senses become part of my own, and therefore I join in whatever pleasures they enjoy.

She paused for a moment to consider. "I guess that tracks. But then how do you survive? There can't be enough fish in this tiny pool for you to eat. So what, do you eat every fourth virgin or something?"

No, if that were the case I would have perished long ago. This pool is connected to the sea through underground tunnels. I subsist primarily on fish.

"Primarily fish? Fish and…?"

I indulge in the occasional whale every now and then. But I assure you humans are not in my diet.

"Oh good, so you don't eat humans, you only sexually assault them and invade their minds. Excellent. Totally not weird and creepy and--"

Human, I mean you no harm. If I have gone against your wishes, I am truly sorry. If you wish me to leave you alone, then I shall return to the depths. It would seem I have been...misguided.

"Wrong? Yes! It was very wrong to tentacle-tickle me without my consent! This isn't the dark ages any more, I'm not one of your virgin sacrifices, you have to ask someone before you fuck them."

Then it is as I suspected, I was mistaken. I shall take my leave. Go in peace human, may the gods be with you.

The shadows in the water stirred gently and then faded. Only the dark water remained, shimmering in the moonlight.

A cool breeze meandered through the trees as she stood there, still dripping wet and beginning to shiver, trying to make sense of what had just happened. It didn't feel like a dream...

"Wait," She said suddenly. "mistaken about what?"

A few seconds went by where she felt silly. She was talking to an empty pool of water. No one was there, no thing was there, she'd imagined it all.

But then suddenly, with incredible speed, the shadows returned to the surface.

I have not returned to this place for centuries. Not since…I lost them.

"Them? Your villagers?"

Yes. For generations the only threat to them was the occasional war with a neighboring village, scarcity of food, and storms. I could protect them from all of this. But after one full moon ceremony, I went to the sea to feed, and when I returned their village was destroyed. Settlers from another land had come while I was away, and murdered them all with weapons they could not defend against. When I saw what had been done, I laid waste to the invaders, but no amount of revenge could bring them back to me...my friends.

"Oh, uh, wow, that's actually...really sad…"

I left this place and traveled to every corner of the sea, every coastal village, every island nation. I listened for...compatible minds. Open, desiring, curious minds, like those that had been in the village here. For centuries I found none, until on a whim I traveled back to this place, and I heard you.

"You...heard me?"

That is the closest simile for it. Your dream, the one of your lost lover. I heard it, and so I came to you. Dreams tend to be the loudest.

She blushed and looked down at her bare feet. Unsure of how she could be embarrassed by a mind-melding ancient sea monster. This was ridiculous.

"So you thought," she snapped, confidence re-entering her voice, "that I wanted you to...molest me, just because I had a wet dream."

I was merely trying to offer to you what I gave to the villagers. Pleasure that we could both experience.

"But I'm not a virgin. Deeeefinitely not."

A gentle rumble came from the ground under her feet.

HO HOO! Human, you misunderstand. Virginity was but a coincidence in these humans who were brought to me. Bah! The mere notion of virginity altogether is ridiculous, and only given importance by the principals of your misguided society. Virgins were brought to me because the villagers believed they could not truly achieve pleasure until I had taught them how.

"So you taught them how to fuck?"

I taught them how to experience pleasure to the fullest extent.

"To the fullest extent. Huh."

You are intrigued.

"Of course I'm intrigued! You're literally something out of bad Japanese porn speaking to me through telepathy."

You are not only intrigued by that.

That shut her up for a moment, the monster was right. Deep down her most human characteristic was getting the best of her; curiosity.

"How would you do it?"

I always began with something...approachable, to ease the humans' body and mind into the experience.

"Like what?"

I could show you.

She paused for a moment. Light reflected across the surrounding trees in a dance from the pool's surface, giving the scene an ethereal glow.

The mottled reflections of the pool danced across her skin, making it glow with the rest of the scene. Cautiously, with bated breath, she stepped forward and into the water.

You should remove your clothing.

She stopped and stepped quickly back up onto the shore.

"No. The suit stays on, and if we're going to do this 'trial run', I need the terrifying tentacle monster to not speak. I'm having a hard enough time wrapping my head around this."

She waited, and the creature did not respond.

"Good." she said to the quiet dark pool.

She stepped into the pool again, this time a little more sure of herself. Again she lowered herself in and relaxed a bit when the warm water brought goosebumps and the familiar tickle up her spine.

She swam out to the center of the pool, and taking a few deep breaths, laid on her back to float once again. She closed her eyes and exhaled.

"Okay, I'm ready."

There was a slight current below her as the creature approached. She felt a gentle touch at her right heel, then her left. Then another at her left hand, and her right. In a long slow motion, like the lightest touch of fingertips, the creature teased along her limbs, making serpentine patterns as it went. Shivers ran along her skin and she breathed in sharply.

It continued up each leg, then around her hips, tracing the edges of her swimsuit. The tentacles on her arms moved onto her back along her shoulders and down her spine. The shivers traveled along with them, feeling stronger as they went. She felt her body relax and an "mmmm" escaped her mouth.

The tentacles on her legs moved along down her inner thighs, slowly making their way back down toward her feet, but as they did she felt yet another pair take their place, staying to tease the soft skin there. A more pronounced moan came from her lips as two more feather-light touches joined the ones at her back. They began to get stronger, massaging the muscles in her back, as the other two moved back along her arms toward her hands. A heat spread through her back as she realized the tentacles there were spreading out and getting thicker. A controlled power was there, each tentacle felt as if it were made of pure muscle. They could easily hurt her, but they did not.

The tentacles at her thighs began to thicken as well, pressing gently against her skin and encircling each leg. They continued winding down and around her entire legs, beginning to massage as they went. More heat spread through her skin there, her muscles unknotting and turning to jelly.

At the same time, the two at her hands began to wrap themselves around her arms, kneading her skin in the same way. They snaked up to her shoulders and then up to her neck, where the thick tips worked the muscles there.

"Fuuuuuck." she moaned.

At her back, the tentacles moved downward, snaking under the back of her swimsuit and teasing down toward her ass. Yet another two slipped effortlessly under the suit around her sides. They teased slowly, like they did with her arms and legs, up her stomach toward her breasts, where she felt goosebumps explode along the skin. She felt the same teasing down along her tailbone, then it began to spread out around her ass cheeks. All the while her back, neck, arms and legs were treated to the most thorough massage of her life. She breathed deeply, hearing her heartbeat rise through the water in her ears.

"Ooooh." she hummed as the tentacles on her ass began massaging the cheeks.

She found herself taking deeper and quicker breaths as the two tentacles on her breasts encircled them. Then as gentle as the others they began massaging, while the tips teased her nipples.

Her thighs were slowly pulled apart and she felt the tentacles massaging her ass venture lower. They snaked around the crease of her ass cheeks and crept in between her thighs, sliding frictionless and smooth. They paused for a moment, almost as if they were considering their next move. Then, slowly, the tips tucked under the crotch of her suit began to slide down the very edges of her pussy, teasing the lips ever so gently. This went on for several moments, and she found that she was squirming a bit against the tentacles wrapping her arms and legs.

"God! Oooooooh!" she moaned. Her heart continued to pound in her ears and her breaths came quicker.

One of the tips slid upward further, tracing along the very edge toward the top of her pussy, and began to tease the button of her clit. She drew a sharp breath and writhed harder against the hold of the tentacles, and in response they gripped her limbs just a little tighter. Several gasps came from her as it gradually added more pressure until the tease turned into a rhythmic massage. The tentacles were impossibly frictionless and soft, able to become as strong and hard or tender and supple as they needed.

Her chest heaved with ragged gasps now, she became more aware of the tentacles gripping her breasts. The massage there became more intense, a heat spreading through her chest as her muscles were massaged.

"Ohhhhh. My. Goddddddd. Ohhhhhhh." she sang between now sharp breaths.

While the first kept working on her clit, the second tentacle between her legs began to migrate from her lips inward. It worked up and down between her pussy lips as the tip began to slip inside her, slowly, steadily. As it inched deeper, she felt it change, becoming thicker and firmer as it went. She found herself trying to work her hips toward it, to push it deeper, but the wraps holding her legs held her steady; a perfect bondage.

The tentacle massaging her neck was joined by another, and she felt it cradle the back of her head and grip her hair. Again there was that feeling of power, it both terrified and excited her. This creature could surely crush her in an instant, but it chose to pleasure her instead. The tentacle pulled her head back sharply, cementing this notion. She gasped with surprise, but found it had not hurt her. She felt her face flush, it felt incredible to be this powerless, at the complete mercy of someone...or something in this case.

She felt the massage at her neck stop as the creature began to wind a tentacle around her throat. She drew a ragged breath in as a moment of panic overcame her. The creature seemed to sense this because it stopped completely, every tentacle ceasing motion simultaneously.

I will not harm you. I am keeping close watch for any discomfort, but I will also cease at your word. All you need to do is speak, or think "stop". May I continue?

She drew a slow breath in, realizing she had had her eyes closed until just now. The tentacle holding her hair released and she glanced down at herself, partially submerged in the steaming moonlit water. Dark slick coils covered her arms and legs, moonlit patches of her skin shown between them, pressing slightly out against the gentle pressure.

"I should be terrified by this, but it feels incredible. Like nothing I've felt before." She murmured almost to herself.

I will not harm you. The creature repeated.

"Yeah you said that, but I don't think I really am terrified, just...getting used to this."

Do you need a moment?

She paused and pursed her lips, looking up into the sky. The tentacles began to recede in response to her pensive silence.

Finally, she threw her head back and said "Nope! Do your worst, tentacle pleasure monster!"

My worst…? There was almost a mischievous grin in the response.

"Um, well--OMNF!" She was cut short by a tentacle thrusting itself into her mouth as the other pulled her by the hair again.

The thickening tip that had been exploring her pussy suddenly thrust deep inside her, pumping a steady rhythm. It thickened further gradually, reaching almost to her limit, filling her perfectly and completely. Waves of heat and pleasure radiated through her abdomen as she moaned through her full mouth.

The creature tasted somewhat salty, but what struck her first was how slick the tentacle was, sliding in and out of her mouth effortlessly. At first it played around her mouth like a deep tongue kiss, which she eagerly returned pressing her tongue to the supple flesh. Then it probed deeper, thickening and inching toward her throat. She pushed her tongue out of her mouth to cradle the tentacle as it began to steadily pump between her lips, pushing them apart.

She felt her head being pulled back a bit more and relaxed her throat as slick soft flesh filled it. She might gag at this point, she thought, but a subtle suggestion in her mind was reminding her to relax the right muscles and ignore the right impulses; the creature was helping her.

The tentacle was thrusting in and out of her mouth stronger and faster now, continuing to inch its way into her throat. How deep she couldn't guess, but the sensation of it pulsing in and out of her was incredible, so she didn't protest as it pushed further. The tentacle around her throat became tighter, and she could feel the blood pounding through her arteries there.

"MMMMMFFF! MMMMMMMM!" she hummed through her nose. Despite her throat being full, she found she could still breathe easily.

The rhythmic pumping in her pussy was steadily growing harder and faster. She felt her muscles squeezing tighter around the thick mass inside her, and the tentacle pushed back with reserved strength. It was pounding her now, filling her completely and emptying her in the blink of an eye. Each stroke was perfect as it moulded itself to the shape of her pussy each time.

She felt a pressure on her ass and before she knew what it was, the tip had already pushed inside her. A shiver of pleasure radiated through her torso and the muscles in her ass contracted around the tentacle. It pushed deeper, slick with a thick secretion, and began to widen as the one in her pussy had. Again it stretched her hole to the limit, but no further, the creature knowing exactly when it would become painful. It began thrusting in and out of her to match the one in her pussy, and continued to push deeper with every thrust.

She felt so full. Her throat, her pussy, her ass, all were full of muscled wet tentacles, thrusting in and out, faster and faster, harder and harder. She stole a glimpse down and saw herself covered in the dark shining shapes again, undulating powerfully as they kneaded her, restrained her, and fucked her relentlessly. It was just, so good.

Then like a tidal wave washing over her, she came. The nerve endings in her clit screamed with pleasure so intense it almost felt like pain. Her muscles contracted so hard she thought they might tear themselves apart. Her back arched, her arms and legs thrashed, her eyes rolled up and she let a scream out through her nose. As if she had commanded it to, the creature slowed to let her ride her orgasm, only the most gentle, subtle movements in her pussy and ass to keep pushing her climax further. It was without a doubt the hardest she'd ever come in her life.

Gradually the waves lessened in strength and as her muscles relaxed, the creature began pulling its many appendages from her body. Once again she floated on her own in the water, eyes up at the brilliant stars, completely alone in the woods.

It was several minutes before she had the strength or the mental capacity to speak, and when she did, her voice came as a weary drunk whisper.

"I've never come that hard in my life."

I know.

"How is that even possible?"

Through my connection to your mind, I am capable of determining ways to bring you pleasure that even you yourself were unaware.

"How can I even go back to fucking regular humans after that?"

On the contrary, you will find sexual experiences with other humans to be….enhanced from now on. I have opened new neural pathways in your brain which will change the way you experience pleasure in the long term. You will be more...in tune...with your body and your desires.

"That seems like it should freak me the fuck out, but I don't have the energy to freak out right now."

Yes, you should rest. I suggest you return to your domicile.

The creature wrapped two tentacles around her hips and guided her body back to the shore. She was so weak, but managed to sit up on the pine needle carpet.

"Will you leave? Can I come back and...do this again?"

Yes. You may return whenever you please. I will be here when you do.

She slowly stood on wobbly legs, stumbling a bit with her eyes barely open.

"I'd….I'd like that a lot."

As would I. Goodbye for now.

"Bye, tentacle fuck monster." She replied with a wry smile.

The dark shapes in the water once again retreated, leaving only the shimmering reflection of the moon staring back at her. She turned and slowly padded through the woods toward the cabin, her legs wobbling the whole way.

"Are you absolutely sure I can't show you anything else?" The realtor asked. "There are many more….spacious options in your price range around here."

"I'm absolutely sure. Trust me." She replied, reading through the papers.

"As long as you're sure. I just don't know what makes you want this place so bad."

She signed and initialed the papers where they were highlighted and slid them across the table back to the balding lawyer in his cheap grey suit.

"I'll be right back with copies for you, sit tight." He said. She smiled and nodded.

Turning toward the realtor she smiled wryly. "Let's just say I have a feeling about the place. A feeling deep inside me."

"Uh, well, I can certainly respect following your heart!" Cringed the realtor. She was clearly ready to be done with this strange client overpaying for a shack in the woods.

Sunlight streamed through the trees making mottled shadows dance on the bare skin of the two women. They laid in cheap beach chairs on the porch of the cabin in their bathing suits, sipping what was likely their fourth or fifth fruity mixed drink.

"I'm so glad you came up to spend the weekend with me Lily. It's been too long since we've spent some quality time together."

"Yessss. So overdue. I've been worried about you since the...well...you know..." Lily paused, searching for a recovery, "And how could I not come see my best friend's first house! Even if it is a little small."

"Oh c'mon it's cozy!" She laughed. "Besides it has...major perks."

"Oh yeah! Beautiful location, away from civilization, a short walk to the beach. It's perfect!"

"Yes, but the biggest perk is...hidden."

"Oh?" Lily rolled on her side to face her and pulled down her sunglasses. "You keeping secrets? C'mon girl don't hold out on me!"

"Finish your drink," she said, standing. "I'll show you."

Lily threw back the rest of her drink and hopped up, holding out her hand. "Lead the way, oh gracious host!"

The two girls joined hands and ran into the forest, the pool's shimmering surface coming into view ahead. They both leapt and splashed into the warm water, sending glistening drops everywhere.

"Well this is definitely a surprise!" Lily said, tossing around her wet hair.

"Just wait. It gets better." She said, floating onto her back as she closed her eyes in the dwindling orange light of the day.

I see you've brought a companion…