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back and enjoy tonight's story, The Sea of Desire, a paranormal,
erotic fantasy of love lost past seven and the beasts
from the deeps finally dragged Tests into the ocean, submerged
in the depths of the sea. What fate waits her now?
Are the tales of the old Seamen true? Or is
she destined for a watery grave? Has Finn truly gone?
Or will he rise from the depths to protect her
from this monster and descending further into her own insanity?
And does Test even care? High is Devlin and welcomed
to another episode of Wild in Bed, your destination for
salacious stories, sensual satisfaction, and finger looking good fantasies. You
know this podcast is best enjoyed laying on your bed.
You are on your bed, aren't you, And those ear
puts in your clothes loosened and you can go ahead
and close your eyes when you're ready to surrender to pleasure.
Feeling my voice caressing over your body, and go ahead
and take a nice, deep breath and hold it for
a moment, and then release it with a sigh, letting
go of any tension, any stress. For the next twenty
minutes or so, it's just you and my voice. This
is your time, your time to relax, your time for
sensual satisfaction, Your time to explore your inner passions as
you immerse yourself in the story and fill my voice
going with you. The light burned through Tessa's eyes, scorching
her retina, stabbing at her mind. The veil of brilliant
white confused her vision. Tears stung at her cheeks. Somewhere
through the fog of light, she could make out shapes moving.
Tess was vaguely aware that they might be considered bodies,
although they seemed contorted. She tried to lift herself up
to clear the fog of confusion, but found herself restrained,
as if tied to the cold slab she was lying on.
The contorted bodies turned as one and seemed to move closer.
Vague soft faces caressed around her body. Their appearance she
could only think of his feminine velvety caresses danced over
her naked skin. The faces moved closer, gliding over her body.
The caress of their breath teased her senses to life.
Strong tentacles pressed over her lips, parting them gently. The
salty hint of the sea burned along her tongue. Trying
to resist their touch, Tests writhed unsuccessfully, still bound, trying
to deny her body's responses, the lust that was strangely
already building within her. This wasn't her, She didn't do
women or whatever. These things were. Tentacles wrapped around her breasts,
squeezing them tightly, brushing her nipples, and forcing electricity through
her whole body. Tess's hips raised into the air unbidden,
Her body contorted with her own lust. The strong tentacles
easily pressed her thighs apart. Consumed by her own known desire,
Her treacherous pussy was already throbbing, willingham higher and several
smaller tentacles pushed up her thighs, assaulting her swollen lips
with delicate strokes, alternately slowly stroking the length of her
pussy and then flicking her already throbbing clit with vicious desire.
Tests failed to resist the undeniable wildfire moving through her body,
the heat that invaded every cell, veiled her mind of
any sense. Suddenly there seemed to be more faces, more bodies,
more tentacles exploring her. Lunch of pleasure cocooned her body.
A confusion of lust swamped her entire being, the unfamiliar
sensation of such feminine touches exploring her, transforming her senses
into a new type of pleasure. Tess became aware of
a loud sound within this place, almost a low growl.
She was surprised to realize it was her making that sound.
Her breast swollen from the continued torment of the tentacles,
her nipples painfully erect and vibrating with pleasure at every touch.
Every inch of HER's skin caressed, explored, teased by the tentacles.
She couldn't hold back any longer and surrendered to the
threat of her orgasm. The warm cream of her pleasure
dripped from her lips, feeding hungrily at reduces, Tess's hips
rose to meet every caress as the warm mafter glowe
gripped her body. Surrendering to the unrelenting relaxation sprilling through her,
she sank back onto the slab, absolutely confused where the
fuck was she was? This the monster's lair, where these
mermaids that old Ron had told endless, filthy stories about.
All Tesue could think of was to sea tentacles and
then eyes, eyes so familiar, the sensation, so familiar, that
beautiful contortion. Her body trembled somewhere deep inside. With that thought,
the waves of pleasure moved back over her again and
then subsided. The hell happened an hallucination, a lust filed dream.
She remembered being on the beach, the tide lapping at
her feet, and then she was here wherever the hell
he was lost and confused. Tests gently stroked Finn's face, unthinking,
his deep eyes watching her intently. Suddenly she realized he
was next to her from out of nowhere. Oh fuck,
she said, as she leapt up the binds that held
her suddenly gone, What the fuck, Finn? What's happening? Am
I mad am? I dead? You're neither, sweetheart, calm oozed
from his voice, somehow spreading through her. What then you're
somewhere else, he sighed, as if he was trying to
think of a really simple way of explaining the universe
to a five year old. When the ship went down,
I was meant to die. I didn't. I didn't live either.
I came here somewhere else, a waiting room if you like,
for you, for us? Who were those women? Suddenly hoping
she hadn't just orgasmed in a lesbian orgy and it
was all just exhaustion induced hallucination. Those were the mermaids.
They're very friendly, Finn replied with a broad grin. His
nonchalant tone did nothing to help the panic growing in
her mind. Friendly, my ass, they assaulted me, Test screeched.
They were feeding is how they survived, to save lost
souls like mine, replied the grin, never leaving his face. Besides,
you didn't look like you were in pain in any way,
Otherwise I would have stopped it. You watched, Tess asked,
the shock apparent in her tone and realizing her whole
body was burning with an intense blush. Too darn right,
And I have to say it was pretty damn sexy.
And did they feed on you as well? She asked,
jealousy suddenly raising in her mind. They feed on everyone
who comes here for them. Is not sexual, it's just existing.
You get all the pleasure, and Test sallied him, suspiciously
doubts over how he was spending his after life invaded
her thoughts. Look, my spirit, soul, if you will, was saved.
My body went though. I came here so I could
be in contact with you. Maybe you could have just
tried a cell phone messenger, maybe perhaps email or his
revolutionary idea. Perhaps you could have just turned up at
my freaking door and knocked. Tess was quickly losing her
grip on any remaining bits of sanity she had left,
holding up his left hand as if trying to display
some universal sign of peace. Notice anything different. You've lost
a finger on your window. Damn that hurt before you ask? Yes,
the tentacle on the beach, that was me. I was
trying to show you I was here. Where you are
is a he paused, thinking of the words a spiritual place.
But I can leave as a murmur before you get excited.
Murman is just a generic name for a male spirit
from the sea, which is where you are right now.
Turns out hold Ron was partially right, he said, seeing
the flamen arise spring to life, and then added, apart
from the feeding, there are no orgies. What it does
mean is that I can be near you. The closer
you are to the sea or to water in general,
the closer we are even the bath or the shower.
But that explains a lot. Moving towards Tess, he took
her hand gently, his eyes pulsing with sincere warmth. Look,
given the situation, it's the best we can hope for.
Whenever you are immersed in water. I can be there.
I will be there. I haven't left you. I never would,
I can't. I've always been am and always will be
there for you. He continued, searching for the dawn of
understanding in her face. His hand caressed her cheek. Too
shocked to cry, Tess couldn't believe she was stood with him.
Is touched that beautiful contortion, pressed against her cheek gently,
test turned her mouth, kissing it, finn, I've missed you.
Their lips met so gently, his eyes watching her as
a whisper of a kiss and dance between them, his
erection pressing fully against her, pulling his mouth back, running
his fingers through her hair, he leaned in close to
her ear. Of course, those does have certain benefits. Akoshla, darling,
he whispered, losing herself and his kisses along her neck.
Tess missed the familiar sense of that warm, velvety tentacle
moving up the back of her thigh, laying her back
down on the bed, the bed they had chosen, their bed,
her body surrendering to the warmth of him so close
to her. His mouth moved lower, his lips gently circling
her nipples, just teasing with the tip of his tongue,
losing control. Test could hear loud moans, a gentle growl.
They must be her moans because they were coming from
her mouth, but they had such an intense, wanton sound
to them, something she had never heard as make before.
Dragging her nipple between his teeth and tongue, peeking her desire.
Her lust tess pushed her fingers through his hair, pulling
him closer on to her, tight her onto her breasts,
hungry for more, his mouth forming warm, wet circles slowly
over her stomach. Her core clutched in anticipation, her pussy
swollen with desire for the promise of pleasure. Parting her thighs,
that gentle caress of his tongue teasing along her lips,
sucking them in the most delightful way between his teeth,
his tongue, exploring, not quite entering her, controlling it, holding back,
tormenting to the bottom of her pussy. Tess's body arched
in response, wanting more, needing more. His thumbs pushed her
lips apart, the tip of his tongue teasing around her
swollen clit, never quite touching it. The desire throbbing through
every nerve. Suddenly he trapped it between his teeth and tongue,
pulling it back. Her body trembled intensely on the edge
of its precipice. His tongue flicked harder, faster, exploring her,
tasting her, exciting her. His finger, his beautiful contortion slid
between her lips, pressing deep into her sex, touching all
the right spots, tormenting her with her own pleasure, as
if it had been designed for her and her alone.
It moved so perfectly inside her body, the flood of
orgasms suddenly exploding through her and controllably. The gasps dropped
from her lips as he fed on her orgasm. The
warm glow of pleasure moved up her body, trailing his lips.
The heat of his chest pressed tightly against her, his
heart beat pulsing against her breasts, his hard shaft teased
at her. God, she wanted him inside her, wanted to
feel him again and again. I want you, his voice,
dripping with desire, driving waves of pleasure through her, lifting
her legs around him, wanting him inside her now that
first thrust, so deep, so hard, her lips trembling along
his shaft, wanting every inch inside of her, the velvet sensation,
playfully exploring the between her ash cheeks, imperfect unison they
thrust together, feeling them both inside of her, her pussy,
her ass so perfectly filled with fin, filling her completely.
Every thrust deeper and deeper, harder and harder, and then
a new sensation, that familiar velvety cress deep inside of her,
as if as if it was coming out of Finn's cock,
slicking gently at first, caressing the undiscovered hot spots of
her sex. With every thrust, the licks got stronger and stronger,
feeling it all over her core, exploring, tasting the very
essence of her flicking wildly inside of her, setting every
nerve on fire. Is thrust pushing deeper, lips, her clit,
the velvet tentacles, exploring her ass, her sex, the whole
area throbbing with electricity, watching his eyes, watching her kissing
so passionately, sucking the taste of her pleasure from his tongue,
sharing that moment. Every thrust of his cock rubbed along
her clip, those vicious licks inside of her, that thrusting
in her ass, every sensation taking a further, taking her closer.
The tentacle rubbed like the most delicious vibrator inside of her,
so smooth yet so hard, feeling every vein as he
thrust his body tensed. Tess could see the orgasm rising
in his eyes, her own pleasures spreading between her thighs,
moaning louder and louder, her legs pulling him harder onto her,
her hips pushing back against his thrust, willing him to come,
aching to fill his hot come inside of her, waiting
for that moment. Trembling inside the tentacle, his cock, the
velvet toungue deep inside, together, a salacious union of pleasure,
his body tensed, pulling her heart against him, wanting to
be so deep inside of her. Her fingers grasped his
ass and pulled him deeper still, That warm cream erupting
through her body harassed her pussy test His pussy clenched
its response, the orgasm exploding through her, the guttural moans
in his chest more raw than anything tested her before,
her pussy clutching at him, milking him of every last drop. Suddenly,
the sensations of tentacles cocooned their bodies, exploring their united sex,
tasting feeding. Finn's cock fell away, sated, only to be
replaced by a tentacle hungry for satisfaction. The whisper of
kisses danced over Tess's body as the mermaids returned, prolonging
her convulsions of pleasure. Pleading for mercy, her body rose
to meet their touch, the grip of her prolonged orgasm
electrifying every nerve. Her pussy clutched angrily at the tentacles
feeding inside her. It wasn't a new orgasm, but a
wave of orgasms flooding up and down her body, the
intensity of the pleasure forcing Tess's eyes closed as she
dropped into darkness once more. The foam moved across the
bath water, playing with it. For a moment with her fingertip,
Tess tried to remember how she had got here. All
been a dream, Her hallucination was she truly going stark,
raving mad? Somewhere under the foam, in the depths of
the bath water, two dark eyes, full of sensuality, of love,
of passion, looked back at her. The water then rippled
and the eyes disappeared, only to be replaced by the
vague feminine faces moving through the water. Tess closed her
eyes at the sensation of their tentacles pushing her thighs apart.
Was she sane? Was she mad? Does it really matter?
For the first time in years, she could smile and
be happy. Caressing a wet finger slowly over her stomach,
the sense of a heart. He'd pulse back, aware of
the movement in her body. Test cut the water and
dribbled it over her stomach, sharing the water with the
future to come in the future, with the water, perhaps
anointing it. Tomorrow is coming, and it will probably have
a lot of questions to answer, But at this moment,
she really didn't care. Looking back down to the water,
the movement just under the phone, a beautiful contortion, inviting
Tests deeper into the warm water of the bath, hardly
an off as she could refuse, And so ends our
little story. I'm not sure what genre. I would put
that in, but it was an interesting rite, don't you
think so? Until next week when you and I can
do something different again. M well, we can get Wild
in Bed all over again. I do so look forward
to it. But for now and always with your pleasure
in mind, this is Devil and Wild wishing you selacious dreams.
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