Kelly lay down on the rock and felt the cool seawater lapping at her feet and occasionally splashing over her naked thighs as the tide washed in and receded. She and David had finally found the time to visit the secluded beach Stacey had told them about and it was indeed beautiful. Golden sand arched for hundreds of meters between two rocky peninsulas and apart from three nudists far away at the other end, they had the area to themselves.
After the long, hot walk through the scrub, they'd immediately ditched their clothes and dived into the cool waters but with the sun climbing almost overhead, Kelly was now tired and needed to find some shade. She'd left David still paddling in the shallows and headed between some house sized boulders leaning against each other, some of the many that made up the near peninsula. Inside she struck gold; a car sized rock which the tide appeared to have half worn down to a shallow couch shape, the lower half just above the tide so every third wave or so caressed her sore legs.
She closed her eyes and relaxed, listening to the call of distant birds and the waves exploring around the shoreline. While she was protected from the wind and sun, a gentle draft cooled her warm skin and she smiled at the thought of David finding her like this, naked and reclining, arms and legs slightly spread on a surprisingly comfortable rock at the water's edge.
The first touch was so very gentle, tentative even. It was just a feathery light brush against her foot but it was followed a moment later by another. Then a definite stroke and then it rested across her foot in a lazy manner. The skin was so smooth and slick but soft and firm and Kelly opened her eyes to see what David was using.
There was no sign of David, but a large mottled brown tentacle was casually draped over her foot and as Kelly watched another appeared over the edge of the rock and slithered cautiously towards her other foot. She froze but her heart began pounding and her mind raced.
Kelly figured it must be an octopus or some kind of cephalopod but she'd never seen one in nature before, let alone touched one. And having no knowledge of whether it was dangerous or not she wouldn't have touched it. She was going to pull her foot away from the second tentacle when she remembered her other foot was already gently held by the creature. Not venomous.
Kelly forced herself to relax but the adrenalin buzzed about her head. She remembered how curious and playful octopuses were and decided to remain still. After all, she may never get another chance to see one again this close.
The second tentacle slid over her other foot and the end curled back around her arch almost holding her foot. The end probed at her instep, then touched her toes and she tried hard not to giggle at the ticklish sensation. The first tentacle moved again and wrapped around her ankle. She felt a gentle pressure and a third tentacle appeared over the lip of the rock. The creature must have been using Kelly to pull itself out of the water and she wondered uncertainly how big it would be.
The third tentacle slid up her calf and began to push under her knee. Now she could feel the suckers under each tentacle, small mounds of pressure tickling her legs and sliding over her smooth skin. Kelly realised all the tentacles were sliding up her legs, though they still held her feet gently in place. The first tentacle was still draped over her foot, but now the girth of the tentacle appeared to have grown as the tip slipped along her leg towards her knee, mirroring the latest arrival. The second tentacle slithered around her other foot, tightening and sliding in strange combination that was both so soft and yet firm. Kelly shivered.
Two large golden eyes appeared over the edge of the rock with the rest of its large oblong head somewhere behind it. The eyes seemed to look up the entire length of her body from between her feet and Kelly suddenly remembered how naked she was. The eyes seemed to be staring straight at the dark thatch of hair between her legs and Kelly realised that the tentacle that had slid under her knee was now probing its way up her inner thigh. Not wanting to startle the creature, she slowly moved a hand across to cover her warm pussy and shuddered at her own touch. She was wet and not from her recent swim.
A tentacle wrapped itself around her wrist and Kelly wasn't sure which tentacle this was. The octopus was now fully between her legs and she could see all of the creature except the last tentacle hanging behind the ledge in the watery foam. The pretty golden eyes still stared at her pussy, or her face, and the other tentacles stroked and flowed around her legs, probing her knees, sliding across her thighs, and the tip of one exploring delicately between her toes.
The tentacle around her wrist surprised her somewhat and Kelly gently pulled her hand away. But the tentacle didn't let go. It stretched and stayed around her wrist and the entire octopus casually moved into her lap to unstretch the tentacle. Kelly felt something soft pushing through the fur of her pussy, stroking her downy hair and pressing against her lips. The cool tentacle felt so good against her heat that she couldn't help but spread her knees a little wider.
The tentacles were everywhere now. Her foot was still being massaged, a firm length or lengths pressed against both her thighs, something draped over her stomach and she shuddered as some suckers slid around her hard nipple. Those golden eyes were now a few centimetres from her aching cunt and seemed to keep watching intently as something soft and firm and oh so cool slithered inside her. Kelly felt her cunt stretch open and felt the soft ridges of the suckers as the tentacle entered her. She moaned aloud, the sound mixing with the gurgling waves.
She tasted salt as a nearby tentacle, discovering another open orifice, filled her mouth. She let it and it probed about her teeth and tongue, freely exploring her mouth. When it pushed against her tongue, Kelly pushed back and they wrestled briefly. Kelly licked along the suckers, feeling their ridges and texture against her tongue and the tentacle responded, sliding its suckers across her taste buds, tasting her back.
The tentacle in her cunt slithered out, then returned and stretched her some more. Kelly couldn't tell if it was the same tentacle or another. It seemed bigger, but it could have just been pushing further into her, widening her cunt as the tentacle got thicker. Indeed, the sliding motion continued but slowed and Kelly felt the sensation as bump after bump of cool suckers entered her burning cunt.
