The Chronicle of Max Tentacles - Part 2
The man-creature’s back opened up, his tentacles flowing into the air in all directions. Tia did not notice, her eyes closed from the immense pleasure she was feeling from Max’s mouth and tongue between her legs. Max did not stop, even though he knew he was going through his transformation that only happened during intense sexual excitement. He was enjoying the moment too much to stop, and his gifts did not end with his tentacles. He was very intuitive and could feel her pleasure radiating down his back all the way to his toes.
The tentacles reached high over her like a crashing wave, with two of them slowly wrapping around her waist. She normally would have been terrified by the sensation, but the feeling from the tentacles was overwhelming. She opened her eyes and gasped at the sight. She looked down and saw he was not alarmed and was not stopping the act he was performing on her most sacred of areas. She was about to scream from the visual abnormalities before her, but could not physically do it. The warmth of the tentacles on her body was surprisingly soothing, full of magnetism and sensuality. She almost burst from the sensation of Max’s mouth, as the tentacles grew, so did the strength of his tongue. Somehow it was penetrating deeper and deeper inside of her while his lips kissed her romantically.
After a moment, two more tentacles wrapped around each of her legs. Max’s fantasies were taking hold and he was now part man, part octo-man. They held her firm muscular legs and spread them out wide. Then two more tentacles wrapped around her wrists and forearms. The suction cups held her tightly and she felt secure as Max—what used to be Max—lifted her up off the ground with ease, steadily tipping her back into a position where her chest was pointed up to the sky and so were the bottoms of her feet.
Tia was a little scared, but it turned into a thrilling feeling of being completely handled and cared for. His tongue continued without rest to move in and out of her, she was almost frozen with desire. Even though she could not free her limbs from the grip of this beast, she did not want it to stop.
Max needed to kiss her, so he moved up toward her and they were now both vertical, lifted off the ground above the hot tub. Water fell off their bodies, splashing back into the tub below. The late afternoon air was warm and the breeze kissed their skin. Max moved to her neck and then kissed her lips. He was happy his tongue was back to normal size. His tentacles at times had a mind of their own, and one was sliding between his legs, massaging his balls while stroking his cock to keep it hard and ready for Tia. He was used to the experience. Although the tentacles did not come out every time, they seemed to know when the partner would be open to his extra appendages.
She loved the way he kissed her—soft and gentle, but full of passion. She knew he loved her lips and that made her happy. She did not know where his touch began and where the tentacles’ touch ended. It was like an explosion of sensory pleasures. One tentacle went between her legs, moving back and forth so that each one of the suction cups softly rubbed against her vagina. Max’s hands gripped her breasts and she was excited for more. They went higher into the air, her legs still held spread apart. Her arms were released and she could now hold Max’s muscular torso. She could feel one of the tentacles beginning to enter inside of her, and then with a sudden end to the wild ride, they gently went back into the warm water below.
Max was now back to normal, but the desire and passion stayed with them. Tia turned her back to him and he held her from behind, kissing her back and neck. Tia pressed her ass back against his hard cock and let out a little moan of pleasure from its touch. He felt her firm tits from behind, loving the wet warm water dripping off them. Tia slowly leaned over with her elbows on the cement outside the hot tub. She looked back at him and knew that she was in control now, and what she wanted was for him to make passionate love to her from behind.