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Elara returns to the rock pool hoping to find the octopus again.
The memory of her extraordinary encounter with the octopus haunted Elara’s thoughts, her body echoing with the sensations that had overwhelmed her. Driven by a relentless curiosity and a throbbing desire, she returned to the secluded rock pool under the same moonlit sky that had witnessed their first meeting.
Elara shed her clothes, the night air cool against her skin, her nipples hardening in anticipation. She stepped into the water, the chill sending shivers through her, her mind racing with the possibilities of what might transpire. Her gaze scanned the water, her heart skipping when she caught sight of those familiar, intelligent eyes beneath the surface.
“Hello, you incredible creature,” Elara whispered, her voice laced with excitement. Her body was already responding, her sex slick with anticipation as she moved deeper into the pool.
The octopus approached, its tentacles unfurling towards her, wrapping around her waist and drawing her further into the dark water. The first tentacle didn’t hesitate, finding her entrance with a sultry precision. “Oh, you know exactly what I crave,” Elara gasped as it slipped inside her, the sensation of being filled by that cool, slick appendage sending a jolt of pleasure up her spine.
Soon, two more tentacles joined, stretching her in a way that was both overwhelming and intoxicating. “Fuck, three at once,” she moaned, her voice echoing off the cliffs. The tentacles moved in a rhythm that seemed almost human in its purpose, filling her, stretching her, each thrust making her moan louder, her pussy clenching around them with desperate need.
But then, the octopus began to do something she hadn’t anticipated; it started pushing more of its body into her, squeezing through her tight entrance. Elara felt an intense pressure, her body expanding to accommodate it. “How… how are you doing this to me?” she panted, the feeling of bloating mixed with an explosive orgasm that left her screaming into the night.
As more of the octopus’s body entered her, Elara’s mind swam in a sea of pleasure, her body quivering with each new inch. “I’m going to… oh, fuck, I’m cumming again!” she screamed, her voice a mix of disbelief and ecstasy, her pussy spasming around the creature, her orgasms chaining together, each one more intense, her moans turning into cries that filled the air.
Through her blurred vision, she saw a silhouette approaching. Panic mixed with arousal surged within her. “Someone’s here,” she whispered to herself, trying to stifle her moans, her body still shaking with pleasure.
The figure approached, revealing a woman. “Hey, are you alright?” she called out, her voice concerned.
“I… I’m more than alright,” Elara gasped out, her voice thick with arousal. “I’m Janette,” the woman introduced herself, stepping closer, her eyes wide with curiosity rather than fear.
Janette stepped into the pool, the water lapping at her thighs. “What’s going on here?” she asked, her voice a mix of alarm and fascination.
“It’s… it’s mind-blowing,” Elara managed to say, her body still trembling. “Just… relax, it’s not what you think.”
The octopus, sensing the new presence, reacted. Three tentacles withdrew from Elara, reaching towards Janette. One coiled around her thigh while the others began their exploration, one slipping under her bikini bottom to probe her anus gently, the other finding her vagina, the thin fabric doing little to impede the intimate touch.
Janette let out a high-pitched squeal, her body tensing. “Oh fuck, what is this?” But as the tentacles began their dance, her shock melted into an unexpected wave of arousal. “This is… this is insane,” she moaned, her knees weakening.
Elara, still connected to the octopus, reached out, her hand finding Janette’s. “Trust me, it’ll feel incredible,” she whispered, her voice sultry with her own ongoing pleasure.
The tentacles moved with deliberate intent, one slipping into Janette’s vagina alongside another, stretching her in a way she’d never felt before. “Oh, God, I can’t… I can’t believe this,” Janette gasped, her body leaning into Elara for support, their breasts pressing together, nipples hard against each other.
Elara watched as Janette’s face contorted in pleasure, her own body still filled with the octopus, feeling each movement it made inside her. “You’re so damn sexy like this,” Elara whispered, her lips finding Janette’s in a deep, passionate kiss, their tongues entwining as the tentacles explored them.
The water around them was now a maelstrom of their movements, splashing softly against the rock. Janette’s bikini was soon discarded, her body bare against Elara’s, their skin slick with water and arousal. The tentacles worked in tandem, one thrusting into Janette while another withdrew, creating a rhythm that had her moaning into Elara’s mouth.
“I’ve never… felt anything like this,” Janette panted, her orgasms building under the octopus’s ministrations, her pussy contracting around the tentacles.
Elara was in a state of continuous climax, the octopus’s body still inside her, moving subtly, each movement sparking new waves of pleasure. “I know, it’s like nothing else,” she murmured against Janette’s lips, their hands exploring each other’s bodies, heightening their connection.
As the night wore on, they spoke in hushed, breathy tones, sharing desires, confessions, the ecstasy amplifying their words. “Imagine if someone else saw us like this,” Janette whispered, her voice filled with thrill and desire, her hand sliding between Elara’s legs, feeling where the octopus still connected them.
Elara moaned, her body responding to Janette’s touch, “They’d see how fucking hot this is,” she replied, guiding Janette’s hand to her clit, showing her how to move.
The water around them was a testament to their arousal, their bodies moving in sync with the creature’s tentacles. “I’m going to cum again,” Janette gasped, her voice breaking as another wave hit her, her body trembling in Elara’s embrace.
Their lips met again, the kiss deep and consuming, their moans mingling. The octopus seemed to respond to their shared ecstasy, its tentacles moving more fervently, exploring, teasing, filling.
As dawn began to break, the sky lightening, the octopus, perhaps sensing the end of their nocturnal play, began to withdraw, its tentacles slowly leaving the women, leaving them feeling a strange emptiness yet profoundly connected.
“Thanks for joining me in this madness,” Janette whispered, looking into Elara’s eyes, her voice thick with satisfaction and wonder.
“Thanks for making it even better,” Elara replied, her voice equally moved. They stayed in the water, their bodies close, feeling the last remnants of the night’s magic.
As the first light of day touched their skin, they knew they had shared something beyond the ordinary, a secret that would bind them together, an experience that transcended the boundaries of human connection. They exited the pool, their bodies tingling, their minds buzzing with the memory of the night, a silent agreement between them that this was something to be cherished, perhaps to be repeated, in the quiet sanctity of their secret rock pool.
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