As she lie bent over the table, still panting heavily she felt the things around her legs pull sideways, and try as she might to not move them she felt her legs being spread apart. Then another slow horror began to creep across her brain. At first she assumed she was going to be this thing's midnight snack, but now she was beginning to realize that it had other plans for her. Plans she imagined weren't really that much better than being eaten outright.
"Now wait just a goddamn minute here, if you think you are going to..." Angela's angry voice was cut short as she felt another limb grab at the back of her shorts and begin to pull. Soon another limb joined the first and then several others. She could feel her shorts being torn away from her and she now visualized the position she was in. Bent over a long table, legs spread and unable to move...not the position one wanted to be in at all.
The shorts offered little resistance and were quickly torn from her, exposing her bare ass to the night air. The thong she wore covered very little of her so she may as well have been nude underneath. Her mind was truly racing as she was trying to figure out what this thing wanted. Her brain was trying to formulate words to say that might make it stop, but she knew deep down the chances of that were very slim.
Next the limbs that tore off her shorts began to rub her backside softly. This caught her off guard as she did not expect such light touches. The limbs moved backs and forth and were not rough at all. They were still warm and moist and had a very rubbery texture to them. Several of these...tentacles...began to massage her butt and it was not unpleasant at all.
"Oh great, I am going to be fucked by a basement octopus." Angela had no choice but to laugh that last sentence out of her mouth. Her mind was on the verge of snapping altogether with the insanity of the entire situation. However her mind didn't get to wander too far, as the tentacles that were caressing her suddenly pulled back and then proceeded to smack her exposed ass very hard.
"Ouch! For fuck's sake!" Angela twisted her head around to try to see what was going on but there was no denying it, the tentacles were now spanking her. Rhythmically they swatted one cheek after the other, side to side and keeping the slaps even. Her mind was focused on the pain and she couldn't believe what was happening. She could feel her skin on her bottom getting very hot quickly and she knew her flesh was turning pink and soon would be red.
Worse yet, her mind suddenly reminded her of another sensation that she was feeling she hadn't noticed before. The heat from her bare skin was slowly making its way to her front area. She felt herself getting wet, very wet, and her breathing was becoming a shallow panting. No! It can't be! She closed her eyes tight and bit her lip and tried to focus on anything but the pain. She was able to blot some of it out but she still felt the waves of energy coursing through her, and she felt her body betraying her with liking it. Just as it seemed as she might have calmed her body down a bit the tentacles were one step ahead of her.
From in front of her a few small tentacles shot forward over the table and onto her t-shirt. Before her mind could make out what was happening they were literally pulling the shirt off of her front, exposing her large chest and lace bra to the tentacles before her. One tentacle each encircled her breasts and began to squeeze while another set began to rub across her nipples, much like they had her ass.
"Oh no, nooooo..."Angela moaned at this new onslaught and she knew she was in deep trouble. The squeezing of her breasts and the playing of her nipples over her bra felt very, very good. The spankings behind her mercifully stopped, and the tentacles began to massage her ass again. She could feel her whole body becoming alive and she was still fighting it in her mind. Other tentacles began to caress her shoulders and naked back and over her thighs, and she let out a large shudder of pleasure. Her body was quickly losing the fight to these invaders, and her mind was dangerously close to going as well.
Then the tentacles began to really not play fair. One of them slowly worked its way up her leg and found itself in between her legs. It felt her soaked panties and how hot she was and it began to rub back and forth, right on the spot Angela loved to have played with.
"Oh no you don't!" Angela let out a yell at this very personal touch she just felt and a surge of adrenaline shot through her. She struggled with all her might to get free and was determined to not give into this thing's touching and pleasuring her.
"No no no no no no no no" was all she could say over and over as she tried to get to her feet and to break free. To snap these inhuman bonds and to run up the stairs and lock the door behind her was all she could think of.
But it was no use.
The rubbing on her throbbing clit got faster, and in her panicked state of mind she felt her bra being removed in front of her. Now her breasts were free and clear for all to play with and many tentacles descended upon them. Several wrapped around her tits and new tentacles came up and began to play with her nipples. These seemed to have tiny little suction cup type mouths on them and they tugged and sucked and teased her nipples until they were rock hard and truly ready to explode. Those little mouths were sending wave after wave of hot sensations that went right to her clit, which in turn was now being very masterfully massaged by another tentacle.
Panting, out of breath, and turned on like she had never been before, Angela's mind finally gave it to the struggle. Her mind mentally threw up its hands in defeat and told her to just relax and enjoy the show. She had that wild thought that if this thing was going to eventually eat her at least she was going to enjoy it.
Once Angela mentally gave in and accepted her fate, things began to happen more quickly. She could feel an orgasm building inside her and it did not take long for it to hit. It was quick and sharp and she cried out in pure delight. It faded quickly and she was catching her breath when she felt the tentacles easily rip the thong off of her now sweaty body and they spread her legs even further for her. The tentacle around her waist pulled her back a bit and she knew exactly what was coming next.
"Come on..." she panted. "Do IT!" The tentacles obliged her wishes and one of them made it way to the outer edges of her pussy and it began to rub back and forth slowly inside her. She moaned deeply and tried to push her hips back onto it. She had no way to describe it, but she wanted that damn thing inside her. It was tormenting her though, as it would go in just a little bit and rub back and forth, and then pull back out, making her cry out in frustration. Several other tentacles joined in on this game, as they would take turns going into her slowly and shallow like, and then depart only to have another take its place. This was the most maddening thing she had ever felt in her life. Her entire body was on fire and she couldn't take it anymore. She felt herself beginning to beg. The words were just flowing from her and she was begging this thing, whatever it was, to take her. She was begging it to ram its tentacles inside her and to fuck her all night long. She had never wanted it so badly in her life.
Eventually one of the tentacles stayed within her, and began to now push deeper than it had before. She found herself gasping and tears formed in her eyes as it felt so damn good. The tentacle pushed itself deep into her and she felt stretched, much like she had when she first played the giant monster dildo. The tentacle held itself inside her then began to pull out slowly, and she felt another tentacle begin to tickle and tease her bare clit. The sensations were too overwhelming and she had another orgasm right then and there. It completely caught her off guard and she loved it. By now the tentacle inside her had pulled out and a smaller one took its place inside her. She didn't feel as full with this one but it still felt really good. It began to work her in and out at a quicker pace and she moved her hips up and down in time to keep up with it. Soon another tentacle joined the first so now two were inside her. She had several fingers put inside her at once in the past, but nothing like this! One tentacle would plunge into her while the other pulled out, all the while several tentacles played with her clit on the outside. It was an orchestra of orgasms and she was but the instrument to be played. Those tentacles wo
rked back and forth faster and faster and in perfect harmony, and her body responded beautifully. The first orgasm hit her in this manner and her whole body rocked, and then another hit, and soon after another. It was truly the most incredible thing she had ever felt and after four or five or six (she lost count and who could blame her) she was laughing and crying and screaming and truly not believing it was all happening.
Eventually she was truly out of the breath and the tentacles slowed down enough to let her catch up. Her body was now entirely quivering and while her breasts were still being played with her clit was allowed to rest for a bit and the tentacles pulled out of her completely. She panted heavily for a few moments and within a minute or so got her breath back and felt much better. That was incredible! Her body was still very much alive and she could feel her juices running down her legs and to the hungry tentacles below.
For its final act, the creature had one last card to play. As Angela laid her head to the side and was breathing quite contently she felt a small tentacle head begin to rub around the rim of her anus. Her mind started to protest this when another tentacle slid across her face and into her mouth. The tentacle pushed its way passed her lips so quickly it truly caught her off guard. She half-gagged for a moment and tried to spit the tentacle out, but it was in her mouth and moving back and forth. Her mind recoiled at the expected taste of such a foul thing but instead was very surprised that it had a somewhat light and sweet taste to it. The thin membrane on the outside skin of the tentacle was very soft and as it rubbed up against her tongue her tongue began to feel warm and very good.
All the while the tentacle behind her had now pushed its way slowly into her ass, and while her mind was focused on the tentacle in her mouth this other tentacle now was trying to push into her other hole. She quickly tried to clench up but it was no use as it pushed passed that initial resistance and was inside her. The feeling was amazing. It was very different than when her pussy was being penetrated. She had done some light anal play in the past but never really worried about it much, and now this tentacle was working back and forth out of her ass, and another one was fucking her from the front. She was feeling new and weird sensations build up within her, and she felt her clit getting all hot and bothered again and juices started to flow from her once more. More tentacles joined the fun as her clit started to get teased again and that first, thick tentacle that went into her now was back inside her pussy, and it began to move back and forth within her. Soon all the tentacles were working faster and faster and her body couldn't get enough. She was begging them to keep pounding, keep pushing, keep using her. In her absolutely wild and passionate rage she caught her shadow on the wall from the flashlight behind her. She saw her body in an L shape and all kind of long, thin and thick shadows around her and in her and it mesmerized her to watch this. She was being used in every single hole, and it was the best experience of her young life.
Eventually her body built into one of the most powerful, mind-blowing orgasms she had ever had. Her entire body seized up and she truly was frozen in time for those few moments while it hit. She shrieked as best she could with a tentacle in her mouth and the whole world exploded in a shower of lights and colors and pleasures she had never thought possible. It reverberated throughout her entire core down to her soul and in that brief moment she connected to the creature that was responsible for such pleasures. For that moment she knew it and it knew her, and it was beautiful.
Alas though, the human body, no matter how strong, was not meant to take all such pleasures at once. Angela slipped from consciousness with the best orgasm of her life still ringing in her ears. Instead of falling headfirst into pitch black however in her mind she was in a blinding white light that was soft and warm and that was the last she remembered...
The creature sensed that the female had lost consciousness and it extracted its tentacles from her slowly and carefully. Other tentacles began to lick all the juices from her, not sparing a single drop. It was absolutely ravished with hunger from its many years of sleeping, but this female had sated its hunger many times over. By far the best "meal" it had ever had in its long existence. When her body was clean of her juices it lowered her softly onto a pile of its own coils so she would be safe from the ground. It kept its tentacles around her so if she awoke suddenly in a panic she would not hurt herself. She slept very deeply however. Very deeply, and very contently.
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Light came down through cracks in the boards of the cottage above and danced across Angela's eyes. She opened her eyes slowly to find she was still in the basement and was naked and she had several purplish tentacle like things around her, keeping her safe. She was afraid for a second that it had all been a dream, but seeing the tentacles on her quickly chased that thought away. She smiled lightly and felt very weak, but very, very good. Her body was still buzzing from the actions not too long ago. She patted the tentacles tenderly in thanks. The creature sensed that she was awake and it slowly pulled all its tentacles back into the well on the far side of the room. In a few moments Angela was alone in the basement and completely naked. At that she just had to laugh. That was truly the best night of her life.
Then, she had a rather wicked thought cross her mind. Next week two of her oldest modeling friends, Channa and Dawnielle were to come visit her at the cottage. She glanced over to where the tentacles had disappeared into the floor and a slow smile spread across her face. Oh yes, she thought to herself. They will be going down to check out the basement when they arrive. Images of her and her friends being used by the tentacles flooded her mind, and she could not stop smiling....
The End.
All Out
"Sharon!" I yelled. "What the fuck?"
I was truly shocked at what I saw when I turned to look at the couple in the back seat. Sharon had Trevor's penis out of his pants and was playing with it. I hadn't noticed before since I hadn't looked back very much, and when I did it was so dark outside I couldn't see anything but dimly lit faces. But I had looked back as we neared more well-lit areas, getting closer to town, and Trevor's lap drew my attention immediately.
Sharon didn't seem to be embarrassed at being caught playing with her boyfriend's penis. They had been dating for nearly a year, but I never knew them to have sex in public before.
"Oh, Stef," Sharon said to me, "He's really enjoying himself. Besides, I can't keep my hands off his dick. Just look at it!"
I was looking. I couldn't take my eyes off of it, and then she held it by the base, wiggling it just a little, showing it off to me. It did look pretty impressive.
Meanwhile, Jake was trying to drive while adjusting the mirror so he could see the back seat. When he ran a wheel off the road he got our attention.
"Hey, careful," I said. "Don't kill us all." Jake and I had known each other for a while, but this was only our third official date. Things hadn't gotten too far between us yet. We hadn't been alone at all on our second date, but I was thinking tonight could end up happy for both of us.
"I can't see what's going on back there." Jake said.
"I'm just playing with Trevor's dick." she answered. No, Sharon wasn't at all embarrassed. "And he's enjoying the hand job."
"Oh, yeah," Trevor mumbled.
"Stef," Sharon continued. "If you reach over I'll bet you can find a hard on in Jake's pants."
We nearly ran off the road again with that comment. I then realized that I was sitting sideways in the seat with one hand on Jake's chest as he drove with one hand, and his other hand had come to rest on my leg, under my skirt. Suddenly it seemed a little tense in the front seat as well. I gasped at Sharon's comment, and I think Jake did, too, but we didn't quit touching. In fact, I felt Jake's hand grip my leg harder, and I wondered if her comment was true.
"Sharon, you're terrible!" I teased. I was no angel, but basically a "good girl." I wasn't feeling like a good girl at this moment, though. Still watching Sharon play with the hard dick in the back seat, I felt Jake's hand slide slig
htly higher up my leg. I also noticed that my pussy was tingling, and I thought that this opportunity to find out if Sharon was right was too good to pass up.
My hand began sliding down Jake's chest and across his stomach. I felt him take in a gasp of air as I reached his belt, and the car slowed down. I felt a bulge as soon as I was below his belt. I moved my hand over top of the bulge and pressed down, to make sure what it was. As Jake let out a low groan I knew I was right. As I squeezed his dick the back seat got even more interesting.
Sharon bent over, her face in Trevor's lap. I heard slurping, and Jake and I both knew what was going on, though I couldn't quite believe it. Sharon tried to position herself so that I could see what she was doing. It wasn't easy for her, but I did catch an occasional look at the erection and her lips or tongue working on it. She pulled off as she looked at me and smiled, but kept pumping, then lowered her head again.
In just a few moments, Trevor threw his head back on the seat and started groaning, He thrust his hips up hard twice, then mostly settled down. Sharon had her mouth on him, and was making some noises herself, as well as gasping for air. I thought I knew what had happened, but couldn't quite believe it until she pulled herself off him and again smiled at me. This time a white creamy liquid was on her lips, and filled her mouth. She swallowed as if doing it for me. When I looked down at Trevor's dick I saw more of the cream, and a few drops were still oozing out of the tip. Sharon squeezed the shaft to force a couple more drops out.
"Oh my God," was all I could say. Sharon just smiled, and began to wipe them both off. I turned around and put my head on Jake's shoulder, holding on tightly to his dick as I thought about it and the scene in the back seat. It seemed like just minutes when we pulled into the driveway.
"Is his dick hard?" Sharon asked.
Jake laughed nervously, and I awoke from my dream-like state and said, "Yeah" as I squeezed it again.
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