Savannah lived near a small cove off the coast. She loved the ocean, and would often retreat to its waters after a stressful day working one of her two jobs. One was part time at the strip club, as a waitress and bartender. The other was a coffee shop she helped run with a girlfriend. Lately work had been extremely stressful, and after one such night, Savannah dropped her things, changed into her bikini, and headed to the cove to take a late night dip.
Soft Dom Tentacle Porn: Sea Creature Has His Way With Savannah
That’s the first time it happened. So quickly that Savannah later thought she imagined the whole thing. Something pulled her under, and for a split second, Savannah thought this was her end. She could feel tentacles snaking around her limbs, and whatever had a hold of her suddenly lunged to the surface with her in its grasp. Before she could scream a tentacle snaked around her mouth, and then she felt the creature tugging on her bikini. Tearing off the bikini, the tentacles roamed freely exploring her body, coiling around her breasts and flicking its soft fleshy tips over her nipples. Squirming helplessly and confused, she then felt a longer, thicker arm sliding over one of her thighs. Its tentacled suckers rubbed over her exposed pussy, and her body immediately betrayed her.
The creature seemed to know just how to touch and fondle her, before sliding its arm inside her slick pussy and moving its throbbing member in and out of her. It didn’t take long before Savannah’s muffled cries indicated her orgasm. And then with a splash, it was over. She raced home, covering herself with her arms and hoping no one had seen her.
The Second Night
Too terrified to go swimming in the cove at night again – and too embarrassed to report that she’d been assaulted and fucked by some strange octopus creature – Savannah stayed home for the evening. Work had been a mess, with her dropping things and being distracted most of the day. And still so exhausted from the abduction the night before, Savannah shocked herself, falling asleep almost instantly. Sometime after midnight, she was roused by something slithering up her thigh. A probing, urgent tendril pried her lips apart, gently teasing her clit. Half asleep, Savannah moaned. The sound of her own voice waking her to find she was being violated again by…
Whatever it was it was dark and she couldn’t see, but she felt it rip the sheets from her bed, dragging her to the edge and taking what it clearly wanted. Her. It had her scent from the other night, after all. Tentacles sucked, and pulled on her nipples until they peaked. Another entered her, and yet another seemed to be licking her swollen bud. Another tentacle slid between her cheeks, and all at once, stimulated every erogenous zone she had, lifting her halfway off the bed. Savannah’s body convulsed in orgasmic bliss, but the entity wasn’t done with her. Gently flipping her over onto her stomach, and holding her legs apart, she felt the thick member of this strange creature, pumping into her. Strange ridges pulsated rhythmically inside her until she gushed for a second time. When it was over, the creature retreated, and was gone.
Savannah jumped off the bed and flipped the lights on panting for breath. There was no trace of it, save for trails of saltwater on her wood floor, and wet spots on her bed, the biggest puddle being hers.
Back To Work
After a trip to the Doctor – with them finding nothing wrong with her – and taking two sick days, she returned to work at the club. Making her way to the bar to get a drink order, when a gentleman sitting at the bar stopped her. “Little busy here tonight huh?” Savannah glanced up and took notice of the man. Dark haired, devastatingly handsome, with a twinkle of mischief in his dark eyes. She caught herself, “yeah it usually is on Thursdays. Can I get you something?”
“You can get me you… if you don’t mind,” he said with a smirk.
Savannah shook her head, “sorry, I don’t give lap dances-”
“I don’t want a lap dance, I’ve been mustering up the courage to ask you to dinner, for days now,” he replied. ‘I’ve never seen you before in my life dude…’ she thought to herself. But he was cute, and she thought maybe dinner with a handsome guy would bring her some normalcy after her strange sea creature hook up.
Dinner With A True Gentlemen
It definitely did the trick, on top of the fact that he was a complete, well-behaved gentlemen who opened doors, attentively listened when she was speaking, and had an interest in her beyond the usual “just wanting to get laid” types she normally ran into. “So what are you intentions for me?” she asked rather abruptly. He smiled, taking her hand into his, “well… I thought this was a better way to introduce myself after….” he paused.
Savannah leaned in raising an eyebrow, “after…?”
“I uh… have some explaining to do, and perhaps a confession to make. And… you might not believe me if I tell you, so I’m bracing myself for the worst.”
The worst? She’d never even seen this guy before yesterday. And as far as unbelievable confessions, Savannah was pretty sure she had him beat. “Try me… let’s hear your confession.”
“I thought a formal introduction was the right thing to do after our first meeting,” he said. “You know… at the cove.”
Savannah stared at him and her heart dropped. He couldn’t be talking about the- “You were at the cove? I don’t remember seeing you there…”
He nodded, “I was, and you didn’t see me so much as… feel me.”
Everything was a blur. He didn’t look like a sea creature, and he didn’t have any tentacles that she could see. Savannah wanted to laugh hysterically, but she held it together. “Are you trying to tell me you’re the tentacle monster that pulled me underwater and-”
“Yes.”
After Dinner With The Supposed Sea Creature
He must have sensed that she was suspicious of his confession, and that the only way she’d believe him was if she saw for herself. So back to the cove they went, where he stripped down, still very much human. Savannah watched with bated breath, as he took a step into the water. “My parentage was not typical,” he began, “and even though I can appear in human form…” Savannah saw a rippling motion under the surface from where he stood, and then the first of many tentacles appeared. “….I normally look like this.” His entire lower half transformed into a mass of tentacle arms of varying size. Savannah’s jaw dropped as he splashed in the water and moved toward her. “I was raised mostly deep underwater by my mother. I’m not entirely sure how she and my father… you know…” She blinked, and then rubbed her eyes staring at the half man half octopus.
“So do you normally introduce yourself by taking advantage of unsuspecting women and giving them orgasms?” she asked. One of his tentacles snaked around her ankle, gently caressing her foot. “No. But the full moon tends to bring out my more aggressive animalistic side. For that I apologize. I’m usually alone in the cove when it happens, but once I caught your scent I couldn’t control myself.”
Savannah surveyed his half human form, a tingle shooting up her spine from the sensation of him caressing her leg, and the memories of the nights prior. “So… do you ever fuck in human form?”
From Tentacle Porn To A Human Tryst
Several passionate kisses later, and returning to his human form – Savannah’s naked sea creature lover, carried her to her bed, and proceeded to do just that. Proving he was a skilled partner with or without tentacles. What his cock filling her could not do, his tongue made up for. Both being more than adequate. The same pulsating throbbing sensation filled Savannah’s pussy, before he sealed his mouth over her lips and fucked her with his tongue. He wasn’t satisfied until she’d climaxed more than 3 times, and even then he devoured her with his lust. The playful spanking when she tried to escape his dominant embrace. Every stroke, every thrust, every lick, until her eyes glazed over, and she was spent.
When Savannah awoke the next morning, he was gone, but not without an explanation. “Sun’s up,” he wrote, “I must return to the sea, but I will be back for you. Be a good girl for me until then.”
Somehow Savannah knew that being a good girl, and patiently waiting for her new tentacle fucking boyfriend, was going to be difficult.
What A Way To Say Happy Halloween Month!
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