Tentacle Phone Sex Fantasy – Below The Surface, Part 2

Welcome back handsome lads and ladies. If you missed the start of this week’s tentacle phone sex blog, you can find part 1 here. Anyways, back to the fun 😉

This time, as I went to take another step forward, I couldn’t.

I fought off my growing panic, forcing air deep into my lungs. I calmed my thoughts before bending down, submerging myself to free my ankle, and as my fingers made contact, I realized this was no plant.

It was cold and slimy, and I could feel it pulsing. Forgetting I was underwater I screamed, bubbles filling the water around me. Finally, my head above the water again, I tried to lift my feet up, but my ankles didn’t budge, and something started moving up my leg.

I screamed.

“Help me!” I yelled, knowing no one was here to save me. The thing was at my knee now, moving like a snake up my leg.

Panic overwhelmed everything, and as I struggled to free myself. Kicking and thrashing, I felt the thing on my leg freeze. For a second I felt hope. I dashed forward towards the shore, able to move even with these things wrapped around my ankles. When the water reached my knees I was weighed down, unable to move once again.

It had let me move, I realized.

What the fuck was it? I screamed as it slid up my naked thighs while I tried to squeeze my knees together. Looking down, I saw tentacles wrapping up my legs, holding me in place, open and exposed. The safety of the shore only a few feet away. I sobbed, unable to move the small distance.

A slimy tentacle was feeling its way up my thigh. Reaching down I tried to keep it down, to keep it away from my pussy. New tentacles raced up my legs before finding my hands, still trying to pry off one of them.

They wrapped around my wrists as I let out another scream, my throat raw as I clawed at the slimy limbs on my arms, trying to keep them from encircling them completely. All too soon, I found both of my arms almost encompassed by the cold, slimy, tentacles.

Now I was stuck naked and vulnerable while the tentacle between my legs moved close enough to spread its mucous on my pussy lips. It felt so alien, so wong, but no matter what I couldn’t get my hips away from it.

I shook as it moved along my pussy lips, as I felt the slimy limb pressing down on my clit. Sensation exploded as my body tried to make sense of it. It was sliding between my labia, the tip manipulating my clit, massaging and flicking, while another tentacle settled just outside my pussy. Moving upward it slid between my lips, sinking into my pussy, cold and slick.

I shivered as I tried to push it out, and while it slid back for a second, the next it thrust deeper inside me.

Suddenly though, I was overwhelmingly aroused. My nipples hard not just because of the cold air, and I felt my own wetness begin to mingle with the slippery tentacles. 

This thing in my pussy was fitting so perfectly inside of me, the cold now calming.

I couldn’t see anything under the water, couldn’t make out the shape of my new lover.

Moaning as my clit was massaged, the tentacle in my pussy rocked up and down, filling me completely between strokes. As it fucked me I felt my pussy tightening, the buildup of pleasure close to pushing me over the edge. Another slimy limb began pushing against my asshole and it was all I needed. I was coming, hard, as it sneaked inside my ass. I could feel both of those cold, rubbery, limbs inside me.

While the tentacle in my pussy rocked up and down, the one in my ass moved deeper, worming its way through my intestines.

As I came I noticed my stomach distending. I should be uncomfortable, I thought, as I bucked my hips in time with each thrust, my stomach still expanding. 

A tentacle wrapped around my neck, moving up, slime coating my skin. I opened my lips, feeling the chill sink into my skin, letting it slide in my mouth. It was salty but overall pleasant. Opening my throat, I let it slide down my esophagus. My eyes rolled back in my head as I came again, so full of this monstrous thing. It was filling my stomach I realized, as the tentacles pulsed, moving in and out, cum dripping down my legs.

It used me as I stood there, lost in the feeling of being filled from the inside.

Something was spurting deep inside me, and I came again, my belly still expanding. My muscles started to ache from the intensity of the orgasms, and long into the night my moans of pleasure filled the air.

Well, everyone, I hope you enjoyed this week’s tentacle phone sex fantasy, and if still craving more you can get my audio here. And if you’re looking to cum across some more great fantasy check out my friend London’s tentacle blog here.