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Chapter 50 by Fad0x Fad0x

Does Keisha like it or run away?

Gotta learn to love it

Fearing what was about to happen, Mel could only apologize.

“I’m so sorry! I can’t control it! I’m so sorry!” The new scylla was repeating, not being able to handle the situation.

Her body was very horny, and wanted to penetrate something!

Keisha was racking her brain. The more she thought about it, and looking through the water that was still somewhat lit by the sunset, she could make out the shapes of eight, no nine long tentacles originating from Mel’s lower body.

Mel seemed as shocked as her, meaning this was new for her too, and Keisha had a pretty clear inclination of what would be happening to her.

As more and more tentacles wrapped around her body, she tried calming herself.

‘You’ve seen enough tentacle hentai. You like it. C’mon, you like it. You like it, you like it, you like it…’ she was starting to convince herself.

‘Its not a ugly tentacle monster, it’s Mel. It’s Mel, it’s Mel…’ she continued.

‘Help your friend in need!’ Some slight determination, mixed with nervousness and hesitation appeared in her eyes, fear almost gone.

Keisha heard her friend muttering ‘I’m sorry’ over and over again. She needed to do something.

By now she had tentacles wrapped around her legs and waist.

“Melissa! Listen to me!” She tried snapping Mel out of it. It worked a bit, making her shut up and look at Keisha.

“Do what you have to! But you better learn to control them soon and fuck me the way you yourself want to!”

Mel was trying to process what she heard.

“B-But-“

“No buts! I happen to like tentacles! Take over and do me properly!” Keisha motivated Mel. The black girl would be lying to herself if she said she was ready for this, but here goes anyways.

Mel tried wrapping her head around those words.

She realized that she needed to get a grip on herself. Crying wouldn’t help. But thinking wouldn’t work right now either, as she was too horny to think clearly.

By the time she was starting to adapt, the 9th tentacle had found its way into Keisha again, and this time, she let it do as it wanted.

She would be lying if she said it wasn’t the best thing she had ever felt in her pussy.

Mel felt this going on too, and realized it was her clit that had grown into a large tentacle, but kept its sensitivity, which had been even multiplied.

Both were now a moaning mess, about 2 feet apart. Thankfully, they weren’t noticed by the drunk people on the beach with their own loud sounds.

Mel loved the amazing feeling that her extended clit was giving her, but it moved to fast for her preferences.

The little focus she had, she put in her clit.

She felt the muscles running through the whole 4 feet of it, guiding its entry and exit into the shaven cunt. She focused on slowing it down, and eventually it did.

Keisha had been a bit overwhelmed by the speed, more so than she already was, and now she got a bit more room to breath.

“That’s it, just like that!” She was moaning.

She had already been convinced to like tentacles by now.

Hearing the enjoyment in her friends voice, Mel could calm down just a tiny bit.

That helped her gain more focus through the many sensations she was feeling.

She tried feeling each tentacle one by one. Where did it start, how did they move, where were they touching the seabed, and how did Keisha feel through them. How did the suction cups work?

It was all at the back of her mind, she just needed to realize it. Similar to a word stuck at the tip of you tongue.

Her tongue, they were similar! With that thought, it all clicked, and she stood still for a moment.

Keisha, not noticing any movement, realized what happened, and was happy. Her position was uncomfortable.

“I finally got it.” Mel sighed in relief. “I’m so sorry if I hurt you!” She said, moving closer to Keisha after letting her go. Her clit was still in the pussy, though.

“I’m proud of you. It didn’t hurt, I was just uncomfortable, that’s all.” Keisha said, caressing Melissa’s cheek, wiping away tears.

“Now, fuck me.”

That’s all Mel needed to hear.

Their bodies pressed together, tits to tits, tongues mingling with each other. The clit was fucking Keisha’s begging cunt with a tactful mix of care and speed, using the suction cups inside of it, giving Keisha pleasure unlike anything she ever even remotely had before. Their hands were working each others bodies, not being interfered by other slimy limbs.

Mel used four of them to stand, and the other four were slowly running over her and Keisha’s body, sensually, not violently. She even had a tentacle enter her own pussy, making her yelp through their passionate kiss.

Every time a suction cup was activated, it was at a spot where it contributed to the already wonderful experience, like the nipples, neck, stomach and more.

Keisha realized that this was what she had been missing out on, as she orgasmed. Better and harder than ever, multiplied by the sensational tentacle that hadn’t left her hole alone in a quarter hour already. Her pussy clenched down onto the tentaclit, squishing it, provoking a scream from both steamy girls.

Water was splashing around them, moans resounding through the air, and tentacles could be seen moving over and between their bodies.

By now, both of the had already cum twice.

Mel loved the way it felt to cum with a tentacle clit. She imagined a dick to feel similar.

Keisha requested 2 tentacles inside of her at one point. Mel happily obliged, and although it was a tight fit, the elasticity and squishiness of her new appendages made it happen.

She had found that her normal tentacles were about as sensitive as her breasts on most of their length, but the tip surpassed that of a nipple, coming close to what her clit had felt like when it was still normal.

As the two kept fucking, cumming, and fucking more, Mel was finding out more and more tricks and familiarity with her tentacles, like how she could extend them to be long and thin, or shrink them to be harder and more durable.

In end, the the fucked like crazy for a solide 1.5 hours before finally stopping. Mel was comfortable to stay in the water, letting the also exhausted Keisha rest on a makeshift bed of slimy limbs.

“That was the best sex ever. Thank you.” Keisha said tiredly.

“Yeah, that’s for sure.” Mel said smiling too, but then turned a bit somber.

But am I supposed to stay in the ocean forever now?

Will she get out?

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