Tentacle Phone Sex Fantasy – Below The Surface, Part 1

Well hello there handsome. If you have an interest in tentacles, and phone sex, you’re going to love this week’s tentacle phone sex blog. I hope you enjoy it. I know I did 😉

The woods were quiet as I walked, and I enjoyed the sounds of the birds around me.

I picked this week’s hike for the scenery, and to avoid people. And I succeeded, the parking lot was empty when I arrived. After grabbing my backpack and locking my car I started my hike. Walking up the switchbacks I started to sweat. I’d packed lighter, but still felt weighed down. After a couple of gorgeous though difficult hours walking up the mountain, I found a small lake. I’d researched the area before coming, and couldn’t remember any mention of a lake on this side of the mountain.

The water was beautiful. While I’d usually go further before settling in for the day I decided to spend the night here.

It didn’t take long for me to set up camp and get a small fire going. I took my shoes off and sat near the edge of the water, dipping my feet in. The water was cold and refreshing. I sat there, enjoying the moment before pulling out my sketchbook. I was going to draw while I still had some light. When the sun began to set I cooked a small supper, enjoying the sounds of the woods. As the sunset, the water echoed the explosion of colors in the sky. I watched it sinking into the mountaintop, trying to recreate what the water effortlessly reflected.

After eating I moved into my tent and wiggled out of my clothes.

Skinny dipping would be a nice way to get the sweat off my body and relax before turning in. The outside air was cold, and my nipples harden as soon as I started unzipping the tent. I looked around, making sure no one was there. I shivered and walked to the water’s edge. The first couple inches of water were warm after being heated all day by the sun.

I walked further, and when the water got to my knees I stopped, letting my skin adjust. Rocks shifted under my feet as I stepped deeper, allowing myself to adjust before taking another step. As the water reached my crotch I shivered. My legs had gotten used to the cold. My pussy hadn’t. After 30 seconds of my pussy cussing me out for sinking into the water I was able to move again.

Taking another step I sunk down, the water almost chest height. Bracing myself for the cold water laying under the warm surface, I ground my teeth as my tits slipped below, my nipples rock hard.

I felt something slimy brush my foot.

Jerking my foot away I shuddered. For some reason, the feeling of seaweed or other aquatic plants tickling my toes had always freaked me the fuck out. I stepped deeper, hoping that moving further in would keep me away from the vegetation I knew had to be below me. Taking a deep breath I dove under the water.

I massaged my head, trying to get some of the sweat out of my hair.

The water felt warm to my body now, and when I surfaced the night air stole my body heat. It was beautiful, alone, naked, and able to enjoy the night sky. Floating on my back I looked at the stars, wondering how many still existed, and how many were already gone.

Something cold tickled my foot, jerking me out of my thoughts.

I swarm out a little more, trying to find an area deep enough to avoid the vegetation. Laying back I looked up at the stars once again, enjoying the sounds of the forest around me.

Something touched my back, bubbles rising next to me.

Kicking my legs I started moving towards the shore, feeling nothing in the water around me. Moving closer I felt silly. The lake wasn’t large, and at this altitude, it was unlikely for anything threatening to be in the water with me. Even so, I decided to call it a night and get ready for bed.

Soon my foot landed on solid ground. Something wrapped around my ankle.

Kicking my foot as I stepped forward, I tried to dislodge the piece of seaweed I suspected was there. Instead, the thing on my ankle tightened. I swallowed, telling myself it was just plant matter. Nothing more. But it wouldn’t come off. It felt heavy as I stepped forward while another plant wrapped around my other ankle.

This time, as I went to take another step forward, I couldn’t. My lungs tightened and I fought off my growing panic. I forced air deep into my lungs, taking several breaths before reaching down, submerging myself to free my ankle, and as my fingers made contact, I realized this was no plant.

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