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Wild in Bed, part six of our paranormal lost erotic
romance m M and it's getting darker and darker. Tess
knows she needs to sleep. It's been weeks, if not years,
since her last decent sleep. It only fuels the madness
burning in her mind, her attention igniting the fear of
this beast that seems to be lurking in the depths
of the sea, biding its time. The storm has abated
for now, but it still prows the horizon, waiting and
waiting to bring the monster back. But before that happens,
Test needs to sleep to stop this insanity that grips
her mind so she might face her fears alone. Hi,
it's Devlin and welcome to another episode of Wild and Bed,
your destination for salacious stories, sensual satisfaction, and finger licking
good fantasies. Now, so Tess is dying, moving further into insanity.
The madness is gripping her mind, fear coursing through her veins.
But what now? What is to become of tests? Will
she descend complete into her fantasies, her dreams, her memories.
Will she lose her grip on reality completely? All the
wance to return? Will that beast from the sea come
and take tests for once and for all? Just put
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pleasure of my voice moving over your body. Ready to
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Speaker 2: Moment, and.
Speaker 1: Let it go with the sideh releasing all that tension,
all that stress. 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
release your inner passions as you enjoy my voice and
feel it going with you, as you immerse yourself into
today's story. Tiredness, still burned through tests the next day,
is pumping through her veins. She needed to do something.
She needed to get some sleep. There was no option.
She would have to see the doctor to see if
there was something he could offer. Tess really hated visiting
the doctor. At any time, but over something as mundane
as sleep, it really seemed even more dumb. Many more
mugs of coffee passed her lips before she left for
the doctors, the caffeine trying to resuscitate whatever life she
had left in her. As long as she was back
to sing normal state for an hour, that would do it.
After that, tesculd collapse with whatever medication he gave her.
Leaving the doctor's surgery help but feel that she had
been rushed through. The questions had been cursory, and the
prescription delivered quickly. A month's worth of amber and sat
in her purse. Test had never been one for taking medication,
and certainly not sleeping tablets to the stage where she
would hurt herself or worse someone else. Returning to the cafe,
she left the close sign up, explaining to the few
people congregated outside that she wouldn't open for personal reasons.
Test concerned it wanting to sleep pretty damn personal. Digging
through her purse to find the tablets, and eventually giving
up in frustration, she upturned her bag onto the counter.
The little brown bottle clinked across the surface. For once,
Test played responsible for a moment, as if it was
going to change anything she did next, But she did
actually through all the side effects and instructions. How they
managed to fit all of those onto one page was
beyond her so loss of coordination and hallucinations. She knew
people that would pay a fortune for that effect. Preparing
for bed was quick and unceremonious. Closed off, sat on
the side of the bed, little pink pill slide down
on her throat and chasing it with a mouthful of water.
TESSI eased her legs under the douvet, then slid into bed.
Her head rested back on the pillow. Her eyes closed,
stole her away to thin. The sudden light almost burned
her eyes. It was so bright, aching through to her retina,
seeming to touch somewhere deep inside her mind. Once the
initial shock had passed, there was a warm, math to glow,
something that seemed to massage her mind, seemed to relax
her sedate. He for a moment, she had no worries,
no concerns. She was just drifting in space darkness. Finstood
a little way away. He looked a little younger, maybe
less stressed than when tess had last seen him. His
beautiful dark eyes still glowed with love and passion. In fact,
maybe he was different to the other dreams she had had,
changed in his body somehow, but Tess wasn't quite sure how.
She couldn't quite put her finger on it. As the
light subsided a little, the surface became clear under her feet.
To call it to Rock was possibly doing it at
his service. It was almost an island in its own right,
and the dark waves of the sea gently lapped at
the edges, kissing the smooth stone. An invading force of
seaweed clung to the edges, threatening to go over the
top at any moment. Suddenly Finn was next to her,
his arms around her. Tess immersed herself in the soft
feeling of his embrace, like the fire. His musk so spicy,
hung in the air, accentuating the sensation. The muscles under
his shirt tied as if they would never let her go.
When I said forever, his voice smoothed, poured into Tess's soul,
all she could do to hold the tears back. I
meant for all time. Tess recognized the last poem he
had written for her, and later he had given it
to her the night before she lost him. He didn't
speak in his native Gaelic, words just seemed to enter
her mind clearly in English. There is nowhere I will
not go, they said in unison. Her mind clouded with emotion.
She wanted to share this with him, this moment, this poem.
Nothing I will not do. Their eyes transfixed, drinking each
other deep into their souls to be you. His fingers
wiped away the tears from Tessa's eyes. When I say,
gently stroked her lips as they echoed the poem I
love you, gently kissing between each line, punctuating the emotion
between them. I love you for today. His fingers ran
through her hair, his fingers down her back forever. His
kiss is so sensuous, so caring, until the end of time.
Tears stole the last word from Tessa's mouth. He is
from Tessa's face. His thumb caressed her trembling lips. Tears
flowed uncontrollably down her cheeks. Confused with this dream, she
buried her head in his chest, not wanting to awake,
even if this was an hallucination. Embraced within his warmth again,
she felt safe once more. Oh God, for the first
time in four years, she felt safe again. Is this
a dream or reality. Tess whispered into the softness of
his chest, his heart were heir, his chin resting gently
on the top of her head, A bit of both, sweetheart.
I have never let you go and won't leave you.
Things have changed, but it doesn't change how I feel, Finn,
I just want good. Pressed against Tess's lips, quieting her,
his skin so soft, so sensual, His heart beat echoed
in her ear. There is nothing to apologize for. We
always really knew how we felt. We had that when
I went out that morning, I had no doubt you
loved me. When I sank, I sank knowing you loved me.
In a moment, you will have to wake up. I
haven't left you. I am closer than you think. Tears stumped,
she struggled to keep them open. She didn't want to
lose him again, not now, not ever. The cry of
a seagull so loud it woke Tess with a start.
Rain was pouring through a broken window pane. The returning
chattered it, leaping up to stop the rain before it
drenched everything. She noticed the crowd on the beach below,
looking up quickly, finding a hammer and nails and an
old piece of cloth. She covered the broken pane with
the last nails going in just noticed the blood dripping
down the frame. Had some one tried breaking in where
that would be just complete madness. It was a sheer
rock face outside, nothing between her and the sea. Shaking
her head to dispel the confusion, who went to gather herself,
trying to get a grasp on the dream during the night.
She had no idea what it was about. It felt
so real, yet so indescribably strange. Somewhere through the fog
of her thoughts as side effects of the ambient came
to mind, hallucinations of course that would explain it. The
noise of the crowd pulled her attention again, again breaking
her thought pattern. Reluctantly, test knew she had to go
down there they were looking up at it. Knowing the
luck she was having at the moment, testfully expected to
find the cafe was falling into the sea. Quickly getting dressed,
she moved down the steps as fast as she possibly could,
the rain helping clear the confusion from last night's dream,
fog of ambion. Pushing through the crowd to try and
see what they were all pointing at, which only added
to her pain. Tess's eyes followed their hands, pointing toward
the cafe. A smear of blood ran down the rock
face went breaking in and hadn't lived to regret it.
There was also something on the ground which seemed to
be the focus of agitating to discussion. Pushing through the crowd,
she could hear the ensuing argument, It was definitely squid.
It's a big squid. Well, what else could it be?
He'd be a murmur, the unmistakable tones of old ron
bringing its ownly unique form of insanity to the conversation.
With that, everyone laughed, which was how most people treated
all thoughts. The argument diffused, the appendage lay still on
the stand. Apparently universally, it was agreed to squid. Today
was getting more and more confusing by the moment. Struggling
to understand what was real and imaginary, and feeling a
real urge to trash those pills, Test decided coffee was
a good option, possibly the best decisions she made in
a long time. The lure of the coffee machine took
her quickly back up the steps. Test really that straight
before any more of this weirdness happened for the first time,
and days the storm a baited A red glow appeared
over the horizon as the sun set, promising a calm
day tomorrow. The drama of the past twenty four hours
seemed to have finally ended. The police had taken away
a blood sample from the window frame to see if
they could identify who the would be cliff climbing burglar
was from DNA records. Test stared out at sea, so peaceful,
gently glowing with a pink haze. At least she would
get time at their spot. Needed to be there again
so badly. It seemed like forever since she had been
able to spend the night there, and all this talk
of sleep completely overrated. Tonight she was going to come
hell or high water. Taking the familiar steps across the beach,
Test stopped for a moment when the trenches still remained,
gazed deeply in the sand and down her spine. Not
wanting to carry the burden of fear into their spot,
Tests set off across the beach, feeling that sand beneath
her toes, that familiar relaxation, a glowing warmth of anticipation
thing gently through her veins, expanding over her body. The
breeze rippled her maxy skirt around her, the kiss of
the wind so gentle on her naked thighs. The sea
brew dover tests, reminding her so much of Finn's lips,
a gentle tingling just on the surface of her skin.
Goosebumps peppered her body as she remembered Finn's mouth, those warm,
moist lips, caressing her how naturally sensual he was, probably
the most sensual man Tess had ever met. The breeze
hurried her further down the beach to their spot, that
place it became as one. The evening air seemed so
rich with a spicy fragrance for effects of the storm.
No doubt may be carried here from far away lands,
promises of adventures and dreams, Finn always said. The evening
sky still carried the heat of the day, a warm
vein that ran through every breath, warming her right through
to her soul. Reaching the water's edge, the splash of
the tide brushed over her naked feet. Little fragments of
foam spread around her ankles, embracing them pearl ankle bracelets
gifted to her by the sea. Walking deeper into the water,
just to her calves, she lifted her dress a little.
That tingle created by the caress of the waves spread
up her legs. Her thighs began to pulse gently with
that familiar sensation, willing her to surrender to the water,
To give up to this unexplained desire she had, easing
her skirt up higher, her complete nakedness to the wool
of the sea. Tests through her dress, back to the sand,
crouching and then laying in the wash of the tide,
wanting to succumb to the seduction of the water, to
take her forever to Finn. That the water prompted a
sharp gasp, an intake of breath, as if it was
her last, contrasting with the heat of the sun so dramatically,
and then letting it go. A heavy sigh left her lips.
Tests finally surrendered to the pleasure the tide gently washed
up her thighs. Memories of Finn's caress flooded her body,
easing higher and higher the fragrance of the night, that
exotic spicy aroma, intensifying the feelings moving through a body.
Tests His eyes close shut, and she let the darkness
embrace her, holding her close. The ebb and flow of
the tide moved along her thighs, caressing her deeper, those
muscles in her thighs clenching, hungry, wanton wash of the
water moving around her, sex her lips, teasing at it
like a lover's tongue. She wanted it deeper, willing it
to explore, trying to control the growing passion in her body.
Water lapped deeper, her back deep. With every caress. The
now familiar velvety feel of the water moved around her ankles,
tightening in the tide, as if she was restrained, not
by ropes, perhaps by her own desire or to washed
over her thighs and clutched onto her a lover's fingers,
grasping at her skin, holding her, controlling her, wanting her,
feeling so bound, so protected, so submissive, so wanted by
the sea. By thin higher, the velvety sensation climbed her legs,
as if some soft tentacles were exploring her body, trying
to writhe under the bins of the ocean. The tentacles
just moved higher. Tess's fingers grasped at this, holding it,
clutching it, the tide washing over them. The velvety sensation
moved around and over her wrists, holding the as a
lover might hold her down, as Finn had done, surrendering
to that desire to be held by the sea, to submitire.
Her wrists felt unable to move, but Tess had no
desire to move them, not wanting to be released, desiring
to give herself wholly to the sea. Velvety tentacles entwined
her thighs, tightening on the and their grip eased her
thighs apart. Eager to enjoy the moment, she spread them further.
A tremble of excitement drifted over her lips in anticipation
of what was to come, and tentacle pushed along her
pussy bottom, so slowly, moving up, flicking at every inch
as if it was tasting her, enjoying the sweet juice
between Tess's lips. The pulsing grew in her core, clutching,
aching to feel it deeper, the top of her swollen lips,
suppling that most sensitive spot, that spot that makes everything perfect,
the very tip of it, flicking viciously at her clip.
Every movement vibrated through a body, shuddering. Tesculd already filled
the outing, growing burning deep inside, licking again her body
shocked with the avalanche of pleasure, wanting to release, wanting
to come, that tension building inside her core, swirling faster
and faster. Another lick, circling, cormenting it, dragging back along it,
every movement, creating intense waves of pleasure through a body.
The swirling spread over her stomach. Her stomach tensed, a
new sensation of teeth teasing around her clit, easing at
it with a sharp tip, another lick, and dragging her
clit between tentacle and the tooth. Tess's body shook with
lustful need, the swirling moving over her breasts, moaning louder
and louder, lifting her hips to meet every lick, every bite,
wanting it even harder. Tess's nipples burned with the need
for satisfaction, so erect, so firm, Another lick, even more intense,
her whole bodied on the edge of the precipice. This
is it testing you. On the next lick, she couldn't
try and hold back any more. Another li. Her orgasm
exploded down her nipples, her breast, her stomach, and deep
inside right there on that spot. Tension in her body
concentrated in that one spot and then that movement, the
volcano exploded every nerve, every fiber, every cell, releasing her orgasm,
the tide of pleasure flooding up and down her body weighed,
moving from the top of her head to the tip
of her toes, every breath, pushing that pleasure further, still intensifying.
Growing two tentacles pushed over her stomach, between her breasts,
her orgasm just seemed to accelerate, stronger and stronger, every
moan from her lips, somehow intensifying the sensation tearing through
her body. The tentacles bread over her breasts and around
her nipples, those teeth teasing at her swollen nipples, biting
them in the most rotten thrusting her breasts up to
meat teach bite. Her nipples ate with need as the
endless assault of her orgasm pummeled every cell. Her orgasm
pulsed in her nipples, each one electric with pleasure. A
lick right dragging them between teeth and tentacle. Her body
arched again, writhing under her restraints, her orgasm intensifying yet more.
The endless punishment of pleasure invaded every cell of her body.
Moaning loudly in this sensation, ever to stop. The sea
washed over her mouth, his hint of salt teasing her tongue.
The gentle caress tentacle moved over her mouth, yeasing between
her lips, tasting that saltiness along its length to the
sea dripped onto her tongue. Before the tentacle pushed deeper,
Tess's lips stretched around its girth, resisting the earth to
gag as it thrust passionately, His length teased at her throat,
so swollen, so burning inside her, stifling her moans. Tess's
body contorted in the onstalt of her orgasm, without warning,
A thrust so hard, so deep, pressed inside her pussy,
her swollen lips ate to the sensation of it pushing
even deeper, remembered sensation as it rubbed along her clip,
a contortion so beautiful, so perfect. Unable to withhold the orgasm,
her pussy clutched wildly at the tentacle, grasping at it,
willing it to go deep as it could, to its
impaling herself deeply, wanting to feel that spark of pain
as it touched her very end. Tests His lips pulled
it deeper, burning with every thrust, pushing that contortion along
her clid. Her body twisted an undeniable plate, wanting to moan,
wanting to gasp. That feeling intensified as her body was
embraced in another orgasm, the taste of the sea getting stronger,
more intense, the thrust more urgent. A warm cream exploded
in her mouth that tastes so intense as it eased
down her throat tests his pussy clutched aggressively at the sensation,
squeezed the tentacle inside her tightly, forcing it to were
rubbed with a hot cream that ignited her pleasure, feeling
itity nectar moving through her veins. Her body tensed and
coughed in pleasure, every nerve, every cell, every fiber coming
together right now. The electricity of her orgasm ricocheted through
her entire beingarticle slowly drifted from her mouth, the cream
dripping slowly down her chin, caressing her lips before it
gently moved around her cheek, holding her closer. The sea
rose higher for her arms up to her chin, splashing
over her face gently. The tentacle poorder closer as another
moved around her lips, the feeling of surprise and understanding
causing a sudden realization. The feeling of the velvet tightened
around her wrists, her ankles, as the beast slipped slowly
back into the sea and dragging Test's body into the tide,
the sea washing over her face. Test closed her eyes
in automatic response. Darkness veiled her senses again. Test twisted
against her vines. This wasn't the way she planned. Where
was she tried? Fighting the inevitable flood of the sea
as it enveloped her completely. The sense of darkness shrouded
her sanity. As the last drops of fight finally left
her body, she sank beneath the waves, cause cocooning her insanity,
veiling her mind. So has the monster finally called Tests
and dragged her into the sea? Has her attentative grip
on sanity finally gone? Well, you're just going to have
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