A couple of days before I tried out the new toys.

It was a couple of days before I was up too much, but it didn't stop Mark, which I loved. He found me in various states of consciousness, and I would wake to him eating me out or slowly fucking my cunt. But by Tuesday, I was eager to try some stuff.

"Mark, wanna help fuck me with the squid thing tonight?" I asked.

His ears immediately perked up, "Shit yeah, I gave it a try the other day while you were still out of it, the beak's a little sharp for me, but I could get used to it."

I laughed, "I want to see that at some point," I told him.

"It's a date," he smiled. He went to work while I continued to rest. I had called in sick as I was still sleeping a lot.

When he got home that evening, I had pulled everything out: the squid sex toy, some lube and a couple of beers. "So," I smiled at him, lying naked on the bed, "want to see me ravaged by a monster of the deep?"

He laughed and started to strip quickly. "So, how do you want to do this?" he asked.

I picked up the blindfold from the side table; it dangled between my fingers. "I want you to control it, do whatever you like to me."

He moaned at the suggestion, "You know I will plug all your holes, right?"

I moaned quietly, "That's the hope." As I tied the blindfold on, the last thing I saw was Mark grabbing the lube.

He had me kneel on the bed with my legs parted and shortly after I felt the cool slimy, lubed up tentacles started to explore my body. I felt them rub my breasts and stomach and then felt one of the longer ones, one with the bulbous end, pushing against my cunt lips. "Oh, God, that's thick," I moaned as he pressed it against my entrance.

Slowly, I felt it pushing into me before the broadest part of the head squeezed into my entrance, and then the rest followed quickly. "Oh fuck," I grunted.

Mark laughed, "I'm going to have to take some pics; you won't believe how hot this looks."

I felt him manoeuvre the other tentacles, wrapping over my shoulders and around my arms. Then I felt one of the thinner ones at my arse; I moaned as he slowly fed the tentacle into me, pushing both the one in my cunt and arse in deeply. "Hmm," I groaned again, "so full."

A few more moments passed as he ran the tentacles over my body. I heard him squirt more lube somewhere and felt the cold, wet, slimy things enveloping me more. Then I felt the other bulbous tentacle at my lips. I almost laughed, Mark loved seeing me swallow big things so I knew he would use the big one on my mouth.

I tilted my head back and let him start to feed it to me, all the while I moaned, after the bulk of it was in my mouth I swallowed and felt the thick thing squeeze into my throat. "I'm going to take a pic, keep swallowing," Mark said.

I did as he asked, holding back my gag reflex as I continued to swallow this slimy tentacle. Swallow by swallow I gulped it down, I could feel it the whole way, the stretching of the thick part, and the tickling of the rest of the length up my throat. Only a few moments passed before I felt him by my side again. This time I felt the creatures head, it's mouth, the firm beak seeking out my nipple.

I moaned as he pinched it over my nipple, so sharp, so lovely. "Fuck your face with that one," Mark urged me.

I brought my hands up to the tentacle in my mouth as he started to fuck me with the ones in my cunt and arse. I moaned and shuddered as he did; it felt so nice. The sensation of this large object pulling up and down my throat as another fucked my cunt, and a smaller one, covered in suckers, fucked my arse quickly put me over the edge.

I screamed, a **** scream onto the large tentacle in my throat and shook and shuddered before collapsing backwards. Mark continued to fuck my cunt and arse, and I shook in pleasure like I was having a seizure. The tentacle was still lodged in my throat, preventing me from breathing, and my limbs had stopped working with the sick pleasure I was feeling. Vaguely, I reached up with one hand to try and pull the thing from my throat. Mark must have noticed my feeble attempts as he suddenly stopped fucking me and reached over to remove the thing from my mouth.

I gasped for breath, lying there panting for several minutes as Mark pulled the toy off me and cleaned it. When he came back, I was still shivering with post-orgasmic ripples. "God, I love that new toy. I will need to find some way to thank Donald for it." Mark just laughed and cuddled me.

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