Back to the tentacles.

Mackenzie ran back through the garden as quick as her naked feet could carry her, air whipping around her slick, curvy body reminding her she was without a single thread. Sami set her free to do what she wished, and the naked redhead knew exactly what she wanted to do. She stumbled for a second as she moved around a tree and finally saw the spot.

She put her hands on her knees and panted, her face red and her eager smile unmistakable. Mackenzie ran a hand through her red hair and stepped towards the garden of tentacles and clothes melting plants. Her skin tingled when she felt her ankle brush against the soft material of one of the tentacles. She looked down and saw it gently coiling around her ankle like before.

Mackenzie turned and presented her backside to the tentacles, lowering her stance until she felt the same tender touches caressing her limbs, guiding her down. "Hey fellas, did ya miss me?"

The tentacles were warm to the touch as they wrapped around her ankles and wrists. One coiled around her hips. Another, much larger one snaked its way behind her shoulders, and propped her head up. "Ooh, that one's new," she noted. The soft material caressed and supported her body, beginning the massaging process again. Multiple tentacles rose around her and began squirting more of the oil all over her body, before they moved in and began rubbing it into her naked skin.

Mackenzie giggled. "Oh there's already been plenty of that, I'm more than ready." In truth, she wasn't sure if the tentacles could understand her. Whether they had a mysterious pilot or were operated off of AI was a complete mystery. Still, Mackenzie's thighs parted, and she reached for a tentacle that was massaging her legs. With a gentle grasp, she guided it towards her pussy, but the tentacles at her wrists suddenly pulled tight, drawing her arms above her head.

"Oh!" she gasped, her heart already racing. Her cheeks turned crimson at the thought of her display, naked and bound by tentacles that she practically threw herself at. The thought didn't compel her to close her thighs, however. A sudden splash of warm oil on her pussy made her jolt. "Ohhhhh...." Came the moan. She looked, and saw several tentacles between her legs, squirting her pussy with more of the oil.

Then, one in the center moved closer. Mackenzie's chest heaved with each breath she took, and her pussy quivered in anticipation. "P-please... do it," she begged. The other tentacles took aim at the "leading" tentacle, and began spraying oil on it. It shined like her body did under the moonlight. Was this really happening? Was it going to get straight to business? Mackenzie opened her thighs as much as she could.

The tip of the tentacle laid its head against her soft labia. Mackenzie trembled and moaned from the such a gentle touch. It rubbed itself against her sex, making the girl shiver some more.

"P-please... I need it," Mackenzie tugged against her bonds. The tentacles held her firm, while others took long, slow strokes up her back. They rolled over her shoulders, the tip of one did a little circle over each bump of her spine before brushing its tip against each cheek of her curvy butt. Two more slowly coiled around her breasts and began to squeeze, the heads of each began rolling themselves over her nipples. Another moan escaped Mackenzie as she felt overcome with pleasure.

Finally, the tentacle propped itself up. Mackenzie stared at it, her face crimson, but drunk with pleasure. The tentacle traced around her pubic mound, leaking a little trail of oil from its tip. Its circular path grew tighter and tighter until Mackenzie could feel it brushing her lips. She took a deep breath and laid her head back against the thicker tentacle behind her. There was pressure at her entrance.

The invader slipped in with ease.

Soaked with her pussy juices and oils, the tentacle glided into her, pressing against the tight cavern of Mackenzie. The redhead threw her head back and let out a loud moan that reverberated through the garden. There was a firmness inside her as the tentacle grew rigid. Every tentacle on her body that wasn't holding her in place redoubled their efforts to massage her, caressing every inch of skin on her body and teasing her when possible. The tentacle inside her advanced and receded, before advancing again. It stayed slow, it felt warm, and it filled Mackenzie up just right.

"Ahhh.... oh my God...." Mackenzie shivered as a little drool leaked from her lips. After all the teasing and denial, she was finally having sex with these tentacles. Her pussy clamped around the tentacle, as if to draw it further in. She tried to relax her body when it pulled away, but it tensed up everytime the tip tugged against the entrance. She moaned and squirmed again when it pushed back inside her. Every motion the tentacles made was deliberately slow, but Mackenzie loved the feel of the tentacle. It brought an odd comfort to her.

"Yes.... yes yes... faster... m-more!" Mackenzie begged, thrashing with each little push the tentacle made. The tentacle performed a proper shove into the needy core, which made Mackenzie whine. "Ahhh.... mmm... ffffuck yes!" As the tentacle began to speed up, shoving harder and faster, Mackenzie could feel something building within her. A burning heat, a swell of tension. It tingled all over her body, making her vision foggy and her skin buzz.

Her body began involuntarily shaking, and her arms pulled in. The tentacles held firm, caressing her threw this. Mackenzie gasped and grit her teeth as each thrust inched her closer and closer to her limit. Her toes curled and her legs closed, but it only drew the tentacle deeper into her. It's thrusts picked up speed as Mackenzie's moans grew louder.

"Ahhh! Yes! Yes! Oh God... right... there!" Mackenzie strained against her bonds. Her hips trembled. A warm feeling began to rush through her. She threw her head back and screamed up into the moonlight. Her body tensed up her fluids burst over the head of the tentacle, leaking out of her lips onto the grass below. Orgasm held her, and brilliant colors flashed before her eyes. The tentacles didn't relent, fucking her far faster than before. Mackenzie's heart roared in her ears as she felt the next orgasm swiftly approaching. Her hips bucked again as she howled, cumming on the tentacle a second time.

Mackenzie felt like there was a warm bubble bath within her body as her muscles finally relaxed. She felt the tentacle soften inside her and slide out. The nude girl panted as the tentacles that held her relaxed. Instead, a few slid under her back, her butt, and her legs, supporting her weight as if the tentacles were cradling her. Every tentacle that held her was warm, soft and slick. The massaging tentacles continued their work as Mackenzie could only sit there and giggle.

"That was amazing..." Mackenzie sighed, unable to contain her smile.