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Speaker 1: of Erotic Stories from Wild and Bird, Part six of
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Speaker 1: darker and darker. Tess knows she needs to sleep. It's
Speaker 1: been weeks, if not years, since her last decent sleep.
Speaker 1: It only fuels the madness burning in her mind, her
Speaker 1: attention igniting the fear of this beast that seems to
Speaker 1: be lurking in the depths of the sea, biding its time.
Speaker 1: The storm has abated for now, but it still prows
Speaker 1: the horizon, waitn waiting to bring the monster back. But
Speaker 1: before that happens, Test needs to sleep to stop this
Speaker 1: insanity that grips her mind, so she might face her
Speaker 1: fears alone. Hi, it's Devlin, and welcome to another episode
Speaker 1: of Wild and Bed, your destination for salacious stories, sensual satisfaction,
Speaker 1: and finger licking good fantasies. Now, so Tess is diving
Speaker 1: further into insanity. The madness is gripping her mind, fear
Speaker 1: crossing through her veins. But what now? What is to
Speaker 1: become of tests? Will she descend complete into her fantasies,
Speaker 1: her dreams, her memories. Will she lose her grip on
Speaker 1: reality completely? Or the monster return? Will that beast from
Speaker 1: the sea come and take tests for once and for all.
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Speaker 1: to the pleasure of my voice moving over your body.
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Speaker 1: and eyes, deep breath and hold it for a moment
Speaker 1: and let it go with the sigh, releasing all that tension,
Speaker 1: all that stress. Next twenty minutes or so, it's just
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Speaker 1: time to relax, your time for sensual satisfaction, Your time
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Speaker 1: into today's story. Tiredness still burned through tests the next days,
Speaker 1: lef pumping through her veins. She needed to do something.
Speaker 1: She needed to get some sleep. There was no option.
Speaker 1: She would have to see the doctor to see if
Speaker 1: there was something he could offer. Tess really hated visiting
Speaker 1: the doctor at any time, but over something as mundane
Speaker 1: as sleep, he really seemed even more dumb. Many more
Speaker 1: mugs of coffee passed her lips before she left for
Speaker 1: the doctors, the caffeine trying to resuscitate whatever life she
Speaker 1: had left in her. As long as she was back
Speaker 1: to sing normal state for an hour, that would do it.
Speaker 1: After that, Tescauld collapse with whatever medication he gave her.
Speaker 1: Leaving the doctor's surgery help, but feel that she had
Speaker 1: been rushed through. The questions had been cursory in the prison,
Speaker 1: description delivered quickly a month's worth of ambience. Sat in
Speaker 1: her purse. Test had never been one for taking medication,
Speaker 1: and certainly not sleeping tablets to the stage where she
Speaker 1: would hurt herself or worse someone else. Returning to the cafe,
Speaker 1: she left the close sign up, explaining to the few
Speaker 1: people congregated outside that she wouldn't open for personal reasons.
Speaker 1: Test concerned it, wanting to sleep pretty damn personal, Digging
Speaker 1: through her purse to find the tablets, and eventually giving
Speaker 1: up in frustration, She upturned her bag onto the counter.
Speaker 1: The little brown bottle clinked across the surface. For once.
Speaker 1: Test played responsible for a moment, as if it was
Speaker 1: going to change anything she did next. But she did
Speaker 1: actually read through all the side effects and instructions. How
Speaker 1: they managed to fit all of those onto one page
Speaker 1: was beyond her, so loss of coordination and hallucinations. She
Speaker 1: knew people that would pay a fortune for that effect.
Speaker 1: Preparing for bed was quick and unceremonious. Closed off. Sat
Speaker 1: on the side of the bed, little pink pill slide
Speaker 1: down on her throat and chasing it with a mouthful
Speaker 1: of water. TESSI used her legs under the douvet, then
Speaker 1: slid into bed. Her head rested back on the pillow,
Speaker 1: her eyes closed, stole her away to thin. The sudden
Speaker 1: light of almost burned her eyes. It was so bright,
Speaker 1: aching through to her retina, seeming to touch somewhere deep
Speaker 1: inside her mind. Once the initial shock had passed, there
Speaker 1: was a warm after glow, something that seemed to massage
Speaker 1: her mind, seemed to relax her sedat for a moment.
Speaker 1: She had no worries, no concerns. She was just drifting
Speaker 1: in space darkness. Fin stood a little way away. He
Speaker 1: looked a little younger, maybe less stressed than when Tess
Speaker 1: had last seen him. His beautiful dark eyes still glowed
Speaker 1: with love and passion. In fact, maybe he was different
Speaker 1: to the other dreams she had had, changed in his
Speaker 1: body somehow, but Tess wasn't quite sure how. She couldn't
Speaker 1: quite put her finger on it. As the light subsided
Speaker 1: a little, the surface became clear under her feet. To
Speaker 1: call it to Rock was possibly doing it at his service.
Speaker 1: It was almost an island in its own right, and
Speaker 1: the dark waves of the sea gently lapped at the edges,
Speaker 1: kissing the smooth stone. An invading force of seaweed clung
Speaker 1: to the edges, threatening to go over the top at
Speaker 1: any moment. Suddenly Finn was next to her, his arms
Speaker 1: around her. Tess immersed herself in the soft feeling of
Speaker 1: his embrace. Like the fire, his musk so spicy, hung
Speaker 1: in the air, extending, situating the sensation, the muscles under
Speaker 1: his shirt tightening as if they would never let her go.
Speaker 1: When I said forever, his voice smoothed, poured into Tess's soul,
Speaker 1: all she could do to hold the tears back. I
Speaker 1: meant for all time. Tess recognized the last poem he
Speaker 1: had written for her, and later he had given it
Speaker 1: to her the night before she lost him. He didn't
Speaker 1: speak in his native Gaelic, words just seemed to enter
Speaker 1: her mind clearly in English. There is nowhere I will
Speaker 1: not go, they said in unison. Her mind clouded with emotion,
Speaker 1: she wanted to share this with him, this moment, this poem.
Speaker 1: Nothing I will not do. Their eyes transfixed, drinking each
Speaker 1: other deep into their souls to be close to you.
Speaker 1: His fingers wiped away the tears from Tessa's eyes when
Speaker 1: I say, gently stroked her lips as they echoed the poem,
Speaker 1: I love you, gently kissing between each line, punctuating the
Speaker 1: emotion between them. I love you for today. His fingers
Speaker 1: ran through her hair, his fingers down her back forever.
Speaker 1: His kiss is so sensuous, so caring, until the end
Speaker 1: of time. Tears stole the last word from Tessa's mouth.
Speaker 1: He is from Tessa's face. His thumb caressed her trembling lips.
Speaker 1: Tears flowed uncontrollably down her cheeks. Confused with this dream,
Speaker 1: she buried her head in his chest, not wanting to awake,
Speaker 1: even if this was an hallucination. Embraced within his warmth again,
Speaker 1: she felt safe once more. Oh God, for the first
Speaker 1: time in four years, she felt safe again. Is this
Speaker 1: a dream or reality? Tess whispered into the softness of
Speaker 1: his chest, his hat were hair, his chin resting gently
Speaker 1: on the top of her head. A bit of both, sweetheart.
Speaker 1: I have never let you go and won't leave you.
Speaker 1: Things have changed, but it doesn't change how I feel, finn.
Speaker 1: I just want get breast against Tess's lips, quieting her.
Speaker 1: His skins soft, so sensual. His heart beat echoed in
Speaker 1: her ears. There is nothing to apologize for. We always
Speaker 1: really knew how we felt. We had that when I
Speaker 1: went out that morning, I had no doubt you loved me.
Speaker 1: When I sank, I sank knowing you loved me. In
Speaker 1: a moment, you will have to wake up and I
Speaker 1: haven't left you. I am closer than you think. Tears stumped,
Speaker 1: she struggled to keep them open. She didn't want to
Speaker 1: lose him again, not now, not ever. The cry of
Speaker 1: a seagull so loud it woke Tess with a start.
Speaker 1: Rain was pouring through a broken windowpane. The returning chattered it,
Speaker 1: leaping up to stop the rain before it drenched everything.
Speaker 1: I noticed the crowd on the beach below, looking up,
Speaker 1: quickly finding a hammer and nails and an old piece
Speaker 1: of cloth, She covered the broken pane with the last
Speaker 1: nails going in just noticed the blood dripping down the frame.
Speaker 1: Had someone tried breaking in where that would be just
Speaker 1: complete madness. It was a sheer rock face outside, nothing
Speaker 1: between her and the sea. Shaking her head to dispel
Speaker 1: the confusion, but went to gather herself, trying to get
Speaker 1: a grasp on the dream during the night, She had
Speaker 1: no idea what it was about. It felt so real,
Speaker 1: yet so indescribably strange. Somewhere through the fog of her thoughts,
Speaker 1: as side effects of the ambient came to mind, hallucinations
Speaker 1: of course that would explain it. The noise of the
Speaker 1: crowd pulled her attention again, breaking her thought pattern. Reluctantly,
Speaker 1: test knew she had to go down there. They were
Speaker 1: looking up at her. Oh, knowing the luck she was
Speaker 1: having at the moment, testfully expected to find the cafe
Speaker 1: was falling into the sea. Quickly getting dressed, she moved
Speaker 1: down the steps as fast as she possibly could, the
Speaker 1: rain helping clear the confusion from last night's dream. Folg
Speaker 1: of ambion. Pushing through the crowd to try and see
Speaker 1: what they were all pointing at, which only added to
Speaker 1: her pain. Tess's eyes followed their hands pointing toward the cafe.
Speaker 1: A smear of blood ran down the rock face went
Speaker 1: breaking in and hadn't lived to regret it. There was
Speaker 1: also something on the ground which seemed to be the
Speaker 1: focus of agitated discussion. Pushing through the crowd, she could
Speaker 1: hear the ensuing argument, it was definitely squid. It's a
Speaker 1: big squid. Well, what else can it be he'd be
Speaker 1: a murmur, the unmistakable tones of old ron, bringing its
Speaker 1: only unique form of insanity to the conversation. With that,
Speaker 1: everyone laughed, which was how most people treated all thoughts.
Speaker 1: The argument diffused, the appendage lay still on the stand.
Speaker 1: Apparently universally, it was agreed to squid. Today was getting
Speaker 1: more and more confusing by the moment. Struggling to understand
Speaker 1: what was real and imaginary, and feeling a real urge
Speaker 1: to trash those pills, Test decided coffee was a good option,
Speaker 1: possibly the best decision she made in a long time.
Speaker 1: The lure of the coffee machine took her quickly back
Speaker 1: up the steps. Test really said straight before any more
Speaker 1: of this weirdness happened. For the first time in days,
Speaker 1: the storm a baited. A red glow appeared over the
Speaker 1: horizon as the sun set, promising a calm day to morrow.
Speaker 1: The drama of the past twenty four hours seemed to
Speaker 1: have finally ended. The police had taken away a blood
Speaker 1: sample from the window frame to see if they could
Speaker 1: identify who the would be cliff climbing burglar was from
Speaker 1: DNA records. Test stared out at sea, so peaceful, gently
Speaker 1: glowing with a pink haze. At least she would get
Speaker 1: time at their spot. She needed to be there again
Speaker 1: so badly. It seemed like forever since she had been
Speaker 1: able to spend a night there, and all this talk
Speaker 1: of sleep so completely overrated to night she was going
Speaker 1: to come hell or high water. Taking the familiar steps
Speaker 1: across the beach, Test stopped for a moment when the
Speaker 1: trenches still remained, gazed deeply in the sand and down
Speaker 1: her spine. Not wanting to carry the burden of fear
Speaker 1: into their spot, Tests set off across the beach, feeling
Speaker 1: that sand beneath her toes, that familiar relaxation, a glowing
Speaker 1: warmth of anticipation thing gently through her veins, expanding over
Speaker 1: her body. The breeze rippled her moutsie skirt around her,
Speaker 1: the kiss of the wind so gentle on her naked thighs,
Speaker 1: The sea brew dover Tests, reminding her so much of
Speaker 1: Finn's lips, a gentle tingling just on the surface of
Speaker 1: her skin. Goosebumps peppered her body as she remembered Finn's mouth,
Speaker 1: those warm, moist lips caressing her how naturally sensually was
Speaker 1: probably the most sensual man Tess had ever met. The
Speaker 1: breeze hurried her further down the beach to their spot.
Speaker 1: That place it became as one. The evening air seemed
Speaker 1: so rich with a spicy fragrance after effects of the storm.
Speaker 1: No doubt may be carried here from far away lands,
Speaker 1: promises of adventures and dreams, Finn always said. The evening
Speaker 1: sky still carried the heat of the day, a warm
Speaker 1: vein that ran through every breath, tail, warming her right
Speaker 1: through to her soul. Reaching the water's edge, the splash
Speaker 1: of the tide rushed over her naked feet. Little fragments
Speaker 1: of foam spread around her ankles, embracing them pearl ankle
Speaker 1: bracelets gifted to her by the sea. Walking deeper into
Speaker 1: the water, just to her calves, she lifted her dress
Speaker 1: a little. That tingle created by the caress of the
Speaker 1: waves spread up her legs. Her thighs began to pulse
Speaker 1: gently with that familiar her sensation, willing her to surrender
Speaker 1: to the water, To give up to this unexplained desire
Speaker 1: she had, easing her skirt up higher, her complete nakedness
Speaker 1: to the will of the sea. Tests through her dress
Speaker 1: back to the sand, crouching and then laying in the
Speaker 1: wash of the tide, wanting to succumb to the seduction
Speaker 1: of the water, to take her forever to Finn. That
Speaker 1: the water prompted a sharp gasp, an intake of breath,
Speaker 1: as if it was her last, contrasting with the heat
Speaker 1: of the sun so dramatically, and then letting it go.
Speaker 1: A heavy sigh left her lips. Tests finally surrendered to
Speaker 1: the pleasure. The tide gently washed up her thighs, memories
Speaker 1: of Finn. Caress flooded her body, easing higher and higher,
Speaker 1: the fragrance of the night, that exotic, spicy aroma, intensifying
Speaker 1: the feelings moving through her body. Tess's eyes close shut,
Speaker 1: and she let the darkness embrace her, holding her close.
Speaker 1: The ebb and flow of the tide moved along her thighs,
Speaker 1: caressing her deeper. Those muscles in her thighs clenching, hungry,
Speaker 1: wanton wash of the water moving around her sex her lips,
Speaker 1: teasing at it like a lover's tongue. She wanted it deeper,
Speaker 1: willing it to explore, Trying to control the growing passion
Speaker 1: in her body. Water lapped deeper, her back deep with
Speaker 1: every caress. The now familiar velvety fill of the w
Speaker 1: Water moved around her ankles, tightening in the tide, as
Speaker 1: if she was restrained, not by ropes, perhaps by her
Speaker 1: own desire. Water washed over her thighs and clutched onto
Speaker 1: her a lover's fingers, grasping at her skin, holding her,
Speaker 1: controlling her, wanting her, feeling so bound, so protected, so submissive,
Speaker 1: so wanted by the sea. By thin higher, the velvety
Speaker 1: sensation climbed her legs, as if some soft tentacles were
Speaker 1: exploring her body, trying to writhe under the bins of
Speaker 1: the ocean. The tentacles just moved higher. Tess's fingers grasped
Speaker 1: at the holding it, clutching it. The tide washing over them.
Speaker 1: The velvety senseation moved around and over her wrists, holding
Speaker 1: them as a lover might hold her down, as Finn
Speaker 1: had done, surrendering to that desire to be held by
Speaker 1: the sea, to submitire. Her wrists felt unable to move,
Speaker 1: but Tess had no desire to move them, not wanting
Speaker 1: to be released, desiring to give herself wholly to the sea.
Speaker 1: Velvety tentacles entwined her thighs, tightening on the and their
Speaker 1: grip eased her thighs apart. Eager to enjoy the moment,
Speaker 1: she spread them further. A tremble of excitement drifted over
Speaker 1: her lips in anticipation of what was to come, and
Speaker 1: tentacle pushed along her pussy bottom, so slowly, moving up,
Speaker 1: flicking at every inn as if it was tasting her,
Speaker 1: enjoying the sweet juices between Tessa's lips. The pulsing grew
Speaker 1: in her core, clutching, aching to feel it deeper, the
Speaker 1: top of her swollen lips, suppling the most sensitive spot,
Speaker 1: that spot that makes everything perfect, the very tip of it,
Speaker 1: flicking viciously at her clip. Every movement vibrated through her body, shuddering.
Speaker 1: Tesculd already filled, the outing, growing burning deep inside, licking again,
Speaker 1: Her body shot with the avalanche of pleasure, wanting to release,
Speaker 1: wanting to come, that tension building inside her core, Swirling
Speaker 1: faster and faster, another lick, circling cormenting it, dragging back
Speaker 1: along it, every movement, creating intense waves of pleasure through
Speaker 1: a body. The swirling spread over her stomach. Her stomach tensed,
Speaker 1: a new sensation of teeth teasing around her clip, easing
Speaker 1: at it with a sharp tip, another lick, and dragging
Speaker 1: her clit between tentacle and the tooth. Tess's body shook
Speaker 1: with lustful need, the swirling moving over her breasts, moaning
Speaker 1: louder and louder, lifting her hips to meet every lick,
Speaker 1: every bite, wanting it even harder. Tess's nipples burned with
Speaker 1: the need for satisfaction, so erect, so firm, Another lick,
Speaker 1: even more intense, her whole bodied on the edge of
Speaker 1: the precipice. This is it testing you. On the next lick,
Speaker 1: she couldn't try and hold back any more, another leake.
Speaker 1: Her orgasm exploded down her nipples, her breast, her stomach,
Speaker 1: and deep inside right there on that spot. Tension in
Speaker 1: her body concentrated in that one spot, and then that movement,
Speaker 1: the volcano exploded every nerve, every fiber, every cell, releasing
Speaker 1: her orgasm. The tide of pleasure flooding up and down
Speaker 1: her body weighed, moving from the top of her head
Speaker 1: to the tip of her toes, every breath, pushing that
Speaker 1: pleasure further, still intensifying, growing. Two tentacles pushed over her stomach,
Speaker 1: between her breasts, her orgasm just seemed to accelerate, stronger
Speaker 1: and stronger, every moan from her lips, somehow intensifying the
Speaker 1: sense tearing through her body. The tentacle spread over her
Speaker 1: breast and around her nipples, those teeth teasing at her
Speaker 1: swollen nipples, biting them in the most rotten thrusting her
Speaker 1: breasts up to meat teach bite. Her nipples ate with
Speaker 1: need as the endless assault of her orgasm pummeled every cell.
Speaker 1: Her orgasm pulsed in her nipples, each one electric with pleasure,
Speaker 1: a lick right dragging them between teeth and tentacle. Her
Speaker 1: body arched again, writhing under her restraints, her orgasm intensifying
Speaker 1: yet more. The endless punishment of pleasure invaded every cell
Speaker 1: of a body, moaning loudly in this sensation, ever to stop.
Speaker 1: The sea washed over her mouth is hind of salt,
Speaker 1: teasing her tongue. The gentle caress of a tentacle moved
Speaker 1: over her mouth, easing between her lips, tasting that saltiness
Speaker 1: along its length to the sea, and ripped onto her tongue.
Speaker 1: Before the tentacle pushed deeper, Tess's lips stretched around its girth,
Speaker 1: resisting the earth to gag as it thrust passionately, his
Speaker 1: length teased at her throat, so swollen, so burning inside her,
Speaker 1: stifling her moans. Tess's body contorted in the onstalt of
Speaker 1: her orgasm without warning, A thrust so hard, so deep,
Speaker 1: pressed inside her pussy, her swollen lips ate to the
Speaker 1: sensation of it, pushing even deeper, remembered sensation as it
Speaker 1: rubbed along her clip, a contortion soapyaiful, so perfect. Unable
Speaker 1: to withhold the orgasm, her pussy clutched wildly at the tentacle,
Speaker 1: grasping at it, willing it to go deep as it could,
Speaker 1: to its impaling herself deeply, wanting to feel that spark
Speaker 1: of pain as it touched her very end. Tests His
Speaker 1: lips pulled it deeper, burning with every thrust, pushing that
Speaker 1: contortion along her clid. Her body twisted an undeniable plate,
Speaker 1: wanting to moan, wanting to gasp that feeling intensified as
Speaker 1: her body was embraced in another orgasm, the taste of
Speaker 1: the sea getting stronger, more intense, the thrust more urgent.
Speaker 1: A warm cream exploded in her mouth that tastes so
Speaker 1: intense as it eased down her throat. Tests is pussy
Speaker 1: clutched aggressively at the sensation, squeezing the tentacle inside her tightly,
Speaker 1: forcing it to were rubbed with a hot cream that
Speaker 1: ignited her pleasure, feeling itity nectar moving through her veins.
Speaker 1: Her body tensed and coughed in pleasure, every nerve, every cell,
Speaker 1: every fiber coming together right now. The electricity of her
Speaker 1: orgasm ricocheted through her entire beingticle slowly drifted from her mouth,
Speaker 1: the cream dripping slowly down her chin, caressing her lips
Speaker 1: before it gently moved around her cheek, holding her closer.
Speaker 1: The sea rose higher for her arms up to her chin,
Speaker 1: splashing over her face gently. The tentacle poured her closer
Speaker 1: as another moved around her lips, the feeling of surprise
Speaker 1: and understanding causing a sudden realization. The feeling of the
Speaker 1: velvet tightened around her wrists, her ankles as the beast
Speaker 1: slipped slowly back into the sea and dragging Tests's body
Speaker 1: into the tide, the sea washing over her face. Test
Speaker 1: closed her eyes in automatic response. Darkness veiled her senses again.
Speaker 1: Test twisted against her vines. This wasn't the way she planned.
Speaker 1: Where was she tried? Fighting? The inevitable flood of the
Speaker 1: sea as it enveloped her completely. The sense of darkness
Speaker 1: shrouded her sanity. As the last drops of fight finally
Speaker 1: left her body, she sank beneath the waves, gorse, cocooning
Speaker 1: her insanity, veiling her mind. So has the monster finally
Speaker 1: called Tess and dragged her into the sea. Has her
Speaker 1: tentative grip on sanity finally gone? Well, you're just going
Speaker 1: to have to tune in the final installment of the story,
Speaker 1: and don't forget. Email me. Do you want a dark
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