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Lake Blue Wisp

A vibrant and bright summer morning greets Ali as she wakes up to the sounds of the mourning doves announcing that a new day is here. Her eyes open slowly as she rises from her bed, she can hear her parents already shuffling downstairs. It's a slow morning for Ali, she calmly gets out of bed and puts on her slippers. The warmth wraps around her feet as it wards off the cold from the morning dew. With hair still a mess and a weak yawn emanating the reflection of a good night's rest, she saunters down the stairs. Her mom stops her and greets Ali as she is about step out of the threshold of the house. "Oh good morning sweety, we thought it would be best to let you sleep and not wake you. Your father and I are heading up to a friend's cabin close by for brunch. I left stuff in the fridge for you to make pancakes if you're hungry! Oh and the coffee is still hot and fresh in the pot!" They both seemed to be in a hurry out the door, but Ali still managed to try and say thank you as they backed out of the driveway.

Ali had now the whole house to herself including a wonderful view of Lake Blue Wisp. Once a year, their neighbor friends let them enjoy a relaxing week in the summer at their huge waterfront lake house North of the Catskills. With another yawn and a stretch, Ali goes back inside and pours herself a cup of coffee. She was not that hungry, so having a nice hot cup of coffee in the morning might be enough. Ali grabs a spare mug labeled 'Espresso Yourself' and pours the strong dark roasted beverage. She wanders around the house admiring the decorations and furniture inside. She aspired to design living spaces and could not wait to get a place of her own like this; "time and money" she thought."Just enjoy the here and now for a change," Ali says to herself as she steps out onto the deck overlooking the lake. The weather is beyond perfect; specks and whisps of clouds are dotted sparingly throughout the blue sky, the slight breeze in the air cools the area around the lake nicely. Ali takes a long sip of her coffee and focusses on the robust flavors it offers; hazelnut and vanilla coat her mouth as it slides down her throat. She lets out an audible sigh of relaxation. Ali checks her phone to see what the temperature is '74 degrees with a water temperature of 72'. She chuckles and says, "It doesn't get better than that now does it."

Some time passes and Ali takes her now empty mug to the kitchen for it to be washed and makes her way back to her room to change. For the vacation she had picked out a new two piece it was bright yellow with outlines of blue. She tosses it onto the bed as she undresses, her full body now reflected in the mirror by her bed. It was hot last night so there was no need to wear a bra to bed, her shirt was the first to come off. Her curves accentuated her body nicely. She smiled as her perky breasts caught some of the reflected sunlight coming in through the window. She put the top half on first and admired how she looks in the mirror. It goes well with her dirty blond hair and sparkly smile. She had also planned on using it to catch attention; the top half cupped her breasts nicely with some cleavage showing just enough to have her gemstone necklace rest right above it all. Ali takes off her bed shorts and slides on the bottom piece of her new outfit. Her waist and wide hips make her look beautiful in the swimsuit. She faces away from the mirror and turns to admire how she looks from behind. Ali's plump ass shapes the bottom half nicely. It has never been an issue for her to find a bathing suit she looks great in, but this one seems to be her favorite now.

She exchanges her slippers for flipflops and heads down to the coastline of Lake Blue Wisp. Ali puts her towel and flipflops down by the coastline of the lake and steps forward into the water. The water is cooler than the air, but only slightly. The ground feels sandy, and the small pebbles rub against her feet. She's knee deep in the water and begins to fully stretch, basking in the sunshine as she does so. Ali extends her arms above her head and closes her eyes, she can feel her muscles relaxing as she lets out a big sigh. When she opens her eyes though, what looks to be a small tendril slinks back into the water in front of her about a hundred feet out or so. She pauses in her movements for a moment, but realizes that nothing could possibly harm her in a lake. A few summers ago she had binged a couple shark movies and could not go into the ocean water for a while. Ali laughs it off and crouches down into the water to cool off more.

She could feel the shock of the cold water covering her sunkissed stomach and chest. She looks around and takes in the scenery. A local bird chirps mindlessly on a fallen tree off to her left; she can see just barely beyond the tree another house by the lake, that must be where her parents had gone for brunch. Ali wonders what kind of food they'd have, probably a fruit platter or two, some bagels, and definitely mimosas. She chuckles to herself and thinks "Maybe brunch would be better, having a first of many mimosas doesn't sound too bad." Her thoughts on leaving the lake early to eat brunch were cut short by a brush up against her foot.

It felt like a tendril of an octopus, suckers teasing the ball of her foot and ankle. She shrieks and shakes her feet violently to see if she could scare whatever it was. After a couple seconds of doing so, she could feel it not there anymore. Then it came back stronger and with more purpose, it wrapped up around her leg. It was not a tight grip, but she could feel suction cups teasing her upper thigh. Ali yelped but stopped as she had felt a new sensation under the water. Whatever this tendril was, it made its way between her legs. She could feel part of her bottoms move to the side as this slimy mass ungulated closer and closer to her pussy. Her yelp turns into a moan; whatever this lake monster wants it has more to do. Ali without thinking moves closer to shallower water and spreads her legs further apart. She could feel its warmth circulating around her right leg and just close to her lips under the water.

The myriad of sensations she feels all over her body is immaculate. It is difficult to distinguish between the warmth of the sun, the water, and the throbbing tentacles making their way to love her. She grips the small, grained sediment beneath the water as a reaction to the pleasures that unfold before her. She wonders what the beast truly looks like; wondering who this forcefully sensual beast is. Ali blushes and moans louder, she quickly looks around to see if anyone can see her. How embarrassing that would be if a neighbor or even her parents saw her in this helpless state of amorous sexual behavior. More, she craves more! Ali lifts her head to the sky and closes her eyes trying to focus on the pleasure from beneath the surface of the water. It feels so good, so much better than using any toy she had previously used. The tentacle that had wrapped around her right leg and upper thigh tease the outside of her peach more. Her legs jolt and random moments; spasms of muscles adjusting to the intensity of pleasure. A tentacle rises from the water and meets her gaze. The tentacle itself is a dark blue in color to match the color of the lake, and on one side does have series of suction cups to keep its grip. Fear has left Ali's body entirely she has been taken over by her wanton. The slimy tendril caresses her face softly, feeling her lips, cheeks, and throat with the suction cups. The very tip of the tendril moves to her mouth. Ali had her lips closed loosely but did not hold back when the beast wanted to go inside. It squirms its way into her mouth undulating forward, her mouth grows warmer as her tongue dances with the tendril. She can taste the lake water and a slight earthy flavor of the soil it resides in. Ali purses her lips around the tentacle and sucks it off, she closes her eyes and focuses on the pleasure and feelings she is receiving. Her moans now are muffled but grow louder as the tentacle underneath the water plays with her clit. A single suction cup gingerly moves around under her hood. Her body jolts again splashing some water about herself. The tentacle retracts slightly, thinking it had inured its lover in some way.

Between sucking off and swirling her tongue around one tentacle and feeling the immense sensual connection under the water, Ali had not noticed that two more tentacles were inching closer to her hands. It was too late to move them, now each hand had been grappled by the same blue tendrils of the beast. The feeling of being restrained had only increased the devious and sexual thoughts residing in Ali's mind. She closes her eyes again to recount the feelings.

A warm tendril in her mouth dancing with her tongue.

A pulsing tendril softly playing with her clit as she moans with delight.

Two tentacles restraining her from losing her form as she receives the sexual favors.

Her eyes open and she is in shock as to what transpires, the tentacle that had been playing with her under the water moves into her now. Ali can feel the thick, warm, throbbing tentacle inch into her. The juices of her own body mix with the lake water and provide even more lubricant for it to glide right in. It all feels immaculate, a pure intensity in pleasure screams out within herself. She does not want to finish yet, she can't. It is all just getting started. The tendril in her mouth goes deeper, slightly past the back of her throat and then begins thrusting back and forth. The same taste as before coats her tongue and the back of her throat. It's so long and big, but Ali is barely gagging. Her tongue continues to swirl in her mouth, feeling up the creature as much as she could. The one tentacle that had inserted itself into her pussy goes deeper, and then curls slightly. Like a bull's eye on a dart board, the beast had hit the pleasure center. Ali's body shakes as she enjoys the newfound pleasure. This tendril also begins to thrust back and forth into her. She grunts and groans as this beast of the lake mimics the connection that is usually shared by others in the bedroom. At this moment, the beast adjusts her body to what would mimic doggy style. They both inch closer to the shoreline, Ali looks over at the mass under the water but still can not determine the size or shape of what this beast is. In a matter of seconds, she has her hands grappled with palms in the water, and her ass in the air kneeling down.

The nimble and dexterity of the creature made it so that even while adjusting to a new position, her pleasure had not ceased or let up in intensity. She can feel one last tentacle feel around her plump juicy ass. Each suction cup feels like a sensual kiss from a lover, her eyes roll slightly and Ali moans greatly. Then slowly, the beast's tendril inserts itself into her ass. Ali moves slightly and the tendril jolts back, again thinking she had been injured. Her feet get grappled as well, and the tendril moves in again. As slow as before, but with more care. The whole is significantly smaller than her pussy, but the feeling is all the same. Less of the tendril had moved in and it already feels like she is being filled with love. At all different intervals, each tentacle thrusts back and forth into and out of Ali.

Faster. She can feel every moment of pressure.

Harder. Each second is deviant bliss.

Deeper. She's so close to finishing.

The intensity of all these feelings filling up her holes excites Ali. She loses focus and gags on the tendril in her mouth, this pushes her over the edge. The tendril leaves her mouth and she can feel it slide back out of her throat. Ali moans loud, hard, and long as the two other tendrils keep the same pace but go deeper to finish her. It is intense, she curls her legs and shakes as cum drips down out of her pussy and down the tentacle. Ali collapses briefly and is caught by the tentacle supporting her better. She needs to catch her breath and collect herself. Her breathing is heavy, her hair a mess, and her legs are still shaking. She closes her eyes and drifts into a blissful sleep. She can feel the beast move her to the coast near her flipflops and towel. She wakes up a couple minutes later almost completely dry, but feels sore after her encounter. She sits up and stares out at the lake. The scenery is still quite beautiful and the trees still sway in the gentle summer breeze. Ali can not wait to go for a swim again tomorrow.