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Saylor 

He was so beautiful. I already knew he was. But after what we’ve done together , seeing him in his human body. How…obscenely hard he was. 

I wish there was something I could do to help him. I wish I could talk to him. I wish I could kiss him in human form. I wish I could be his outside these walls. 

It’s the next day, and I’m in the feeding tank , looking down at the three magnificent creatures. Legend. Tyrus. And Alina. I’m blushing as I think about our “date”. I’m quiet. I don’t speak much as Alina and Tyrus hang around longer than normal. I watch them as their tentacles seem to tug on Legends. My brows furrowing as if they’re trying to pull him down with them gently. But they know I always sit and talk to him after they’re done eating. 

The water splashes as Legend pulls from them and I can’t hear them obviously. But know they’re looking at one another having some kind of silent argument. 

Alina and Tyrus just hover in the water for a few moments. Then their tentacles drop and then flutter around them as they sink down into water. Till they’re gone into the shadows. 

I sit down and Legend is right there. Immediately lifting and tentacle up around my leg. I suck in a small breath. It wasn’t smart to hookup with Legend at all. The past few times it’s been at night. Guests all gone, and only a few other lingering staff members in the building that didn’t really have access to the octopus feeding tank. 

“Are they mad?” I ask. He taps my foot once for yes. 

“At me?” I ask. Two taps for no. 

“At you?” One tap for yes. 

“They think this is a bad idea.” I say. Taking a guess. I’d shamelessly kissed the glass as a goodbye the other day. Was playing a dangerous game with my own life and his. 

He taps once for yes. 

“Do you…should we stop?” I ask. 

Two taps for no. Then his wet tentacles slides up and the tip brushes over my clothes. Slipping up and getting my shorts and t shirt wet. 

“Legend, it’s…” I’m about to protest. It’s too dangerous at this time of day. There were guests everywhere. The building filled with customer and families. Granted they couldn’t see inside the tank room. But there were a handful of people who were on site right now that had access to this room. Would they have any reason to come in here? No. But it didn’t mean they wouldn’t for some random reason.  I should protest. I really should. But I don’t want to. I miss his touch, no matter how foreign it is compared to human hands. 

I realize the tentacle that’s stroking my face , is the same one I had my mouth on the other night. The tentacle that is capable of more than touching and wrapping around me or sucking at my skin. This is the one that came in my mouth. Inside of my pussy. My thighs press together and I turn my head and kiss his tentacle. He stops moving it , my one hand lifting around the end. Gripping it. My mouth kissing it as he tenses. The rubbery flesh going a bit stiff. 

“You were so beautiful yesterday, you’re always beautiful” I whisper and keep kissing and the tip of his tentacle prods at my lips. So I open them. 

Then I’m sucking. My other hand grabbing further down his tentacle as I let my hands and mouth pleasure his tentacle as if it were his human cock. His big , thick, long human cock. I moan at the salty taste as something leaks from the tip. The taste of the salt water of the tank and the salty precum leaking from his tip. 

I don’t know how much of the tentacle is considered erogenous , does stroking the entire thing please him? I couldn’t even if I wanted to. My hands wouldn’t even reach. His tentacle is longer than my body by a lot. And my hands wouldn’t even fit around it at the thickest part closer to his head. 

I suck harder and moan as he hovers in the water. My hands stroking up and down what I can of the tentacle in my mouth. I love the way it feels as my hands slide down further and my fingers can no longer touch and my hands are rubbing instead of stroking as I keep working my mouth at the tip. I feel his tentacle move and push and feel the tip push against the back of my throat and I moan and also gag slightly. His tentacle continues to gently push in and out as my head also moves back and forth. 

I was so wet. I was getting so fucking wet. Taking my clothes off and getting naked was a terrible idea. 

“I need you inside of me again” I moan around the tip of him. It taps my mouth once for yes. 

I don’t let the danger of it deter me as I shift and his tentacle slides away and I unbutton my shorts. This was so bad. So fucking bad. 

“I can’t take them all the way off. Just incase..” I pant and he waits patiently and shift my shorts and panties down to the middle of my thighs and then lean back , lifting my legs together as they touch and I feel his tentacle stroke my pussy. 

“Legend” I gasp. God it felt good. It slides over my pussy , and between my thighs as my shorts and panties keep my legs closed. I brace on one hand and wrap the other around the backs of my thighs to hold them up easier. 

“Oh fuck” I moan as I feel his tentacle push harder and more firmly back and forth. Rubbing my pussy with it. 

“Oh god” I moan louder and bite my lip as his tentacle slides down and he pushes the end inside of me gently. 

“Yeah” I exhale. “Mmhm” I hum as he fucks me slowly. Just barely. The end of the tentacle moving and swirling inside of me. 

“I love you being inside of me” I moan. 

Since he couldn’t talk. I was deciding I had to makeup for the fact. 

I knew he wished he could talk to me. So I ask him questions. Letting him let me know what he’s thinking. 

“Do you like my pussy?” I breathe hard. I feel the flick of another tentacle on my ass. Once for yes. 

“Do you like how wet I get for you?” I pant. One flick again at my ass. 

“I get so wet Legend. I get so wet for you.” I whimper as the tentacle thrusts. 

“Did you like my dress yesterday?” I moan. One flick. 

“Did I look pretty?” I ask. A harder slap of his tentacle hits my ass and I moan. 

“Were you hard, because of me?” I breathe faster. 

Another loud wet slap hits my ass. 

“Do you want to cum inside my pussy again?” I moan. Another single slap. 

“I wish you could have fucked me yesterday, I wanted to kiss you so bad” I whine. 

“Did you want to fuck me too?” I whimper. 

One slap. 

“Did you want to kiss me?” I breathe and he slaps me once again. 

“I want to take my clothes off , do you want me to take my clothes off?” I pant and he hesitates. And I know why. Because he knows it’s open hours and the danger of us getting caught is much higher. But he slaps me once and that’s all I need. 

My clothes are off a few seconds later. In a pile beside me on the metal grate and I lay back and fucking moan loudly as I’m suddenly covered in his tentacles. They wrap around my legs. Slip over my stomach and my breasts. Over my arms. Two of them each claiming a wrist and wrapping them tightly. As two others curl around my thighs and spread me even wider as his tentacle plunges back inside of my pussy. 

“Ungh!” I jerk , my chest lifting as my back bows. It’s so deep. I can feel how it wiggles and strokes my walls. I can feel as his suckers on two tentacles find my nipples and begin to suck and pull at the flesh. I’m gasping. Barely able to move as I’m held in place by the restraints of his tentacles. My legs are pushed apart even more. The stretch making my muscles burn. His suckers pull hard on my nipples and then I feel the pop of their release and then each tentacle smacks my breasts with a wet, slick slap. He uses them to then stroke my breasts. My stomach as his other inside of me twists and rubs my walls and then then one of the suckers latches to my gspot and I cry loudly. I should be quiet. But it’s impossible. Too much I happening. I’m over stimulated and can’t control it. My body thrashing against the grate as I buck for more. 

I cum so hard. Screaming for him as his tentacles restrain and restrict while also working to send me into an orgasm that has my eyes rolling. My body shaking violently and I’m squirting hard. His suckers pull still latches to my gspot , pulsing on it. I scream again, my voice cracking and I’m crying. It’s so fucking good. 

His tentacles release and im quivering. Trembling as his tentacles grab me and roll me over and I move breathlessly onto my hands and knees. Shoving my clothes under each knee, to keep them from digging into the grates metal squares. 

Then a tentacle slaps my ass. Then another. I hiss. A Ferris wheel of slaps. His tentacles parading hard wet slaps down onto my ass as my legs still shake from my orgasm. And shake even more from how horny I am. How I want more. How sexy I feel bent over at work, knowing what I’m doing could get me into trouble I wouldn’t be able to get out of. Turned on by getting off in public with him, even if there’s nobody that can actually see us right now. 

“I’d let you fuck me in front of them all” I whine and that makes his tentacle push back inside me. My body pitching forward as I yelp. But then I push my ass back. Riding his tentacle as it thrusts into me. 

“Like this, I’d let you fuck me just like this, let them watch me cum for you, let them watch how much I love it” I cry and I earn a single hard slap with a different tentacle on my ass. 

He was driving me crazy. 

“Then I’d let them watch me ride your dick after you shift” 

“I’d fuck you in front of the glass on the beach, let them watch you fuck me and cum in my fucking pussy” I cry. I was losing my mind. Sure I could do dirty talk. But I was surprising myself with just how freely my little fantasies were spilling from me. 

“Parents would have to cover their kids eyes, because I’d fuck your cock like a little slut and not care who was there to see me to do it ” I cry and I’m given another hard slap and I gasp , I’m pushing back and forth on my knees. 

“I’m so fucking wet” I cry. “I’m so fucking wet Legend” I whimper. 

“I’m so god damn wet, fuck you make my pussy so wet” I whine as I drop my face down and still work myself back in his tentacle. 

“Cum in my pussy”

“I want your cum in my pussy all day” I cry. 

“I want it , I want it so bad” I whine.

“Please, please, oh god, please” I moan and one of his massive tentacles lifts up and slides around my waist and I groan at the way it tighten around me. Constricting , then yanking me back and I gasp. My body flying off the grate and into the air. I scream. But his powerful tentacle holds me above the water and then spears me deeper in my pussy, my hands grabbing the massive thick tentacle around my waist and my legs dangling and shaking as more tentacles reach up and grab around my legs. Swirling all up and down to hold me. To hold them apart. The large one around my waist. Lifts me up and down on his tentacle dick. My hands gripping the tentacle around my waist and I cum hard, screaming again. It echoes loudly against the walls and I shake in his grip and then I feel it. The warm , thick wetness of cum filling me. Flooding me , bursting inside of me and dripping out. He cums so much. It’s drips down my legs, over the tentacles wrapped around my legs and Into the water. He keeps cumming. Hot liquid warming my cunt as he keeps flooding me. It’s pours out of me, there’s so fucking much. I see the milky white liquid drip into the water and swirl around , dispersing and spreading out in the water. 

He’s still fucking cum. It doesn’t stop. My pussy clenches and I cum again. There’s so much cum.  So fucking much and it’s making me so fucking hot. Being filled with that much cum is more erotic than I could even begging to explain. Too much to fit inside of me. Way too fucking much. I’m a mess. A god damn mess of cum. Shaking and crying when he finally stops cumming and keeps thrusting into me. I groan and then he gently places me back  on the grate. 

My hand dives between my legs and I curl two fingers inside of myself and scoop his cum out of me and shove my fingers into his mouth and fall back as I moan around them. 

“Keep fucking me” I moan. I feel fucking drunk. No inhibitions , no a fucking care in the world as I spread my legs and beg for more.