"That's probably for the best. Let's just put that away," Harmony says, taking the book from Sarah.
Abruptly, the house shakes, knocking the liquor bottles to the floor, and they can hear a loud scream from the basement. The three women look at the basement doorway. A long green tentacle slithers out of the dark basement and falls onto the floor with a wet thud. Harmony feels a burning hot sensation run through her body, making her pussy wet. She knows she should be scared, but the tentacle looks so erotic. She just wants to feel it. The tentacle slides across the floor and over to the ladies' feet.
"What is that?" Sarah asks weakly.
"A tentacle?" Danielle says uncertainly.
The tentacle wraps itself around Harmony's ankle. It is warm and slimy. She tries to pull away, but the tentacle only gets tighter. It twists up her leg, leaving the slime wherever it touches. Harmony opens her legs, just a bit. She wants it to touch her. Something about it is so tempting. It makes its way under her skirt. 'Just a little more,' she thinks with her clit now trembling. It inches slowly up to her damp panties, moving them to the side. She can feel the tension building inside of herself.
Eventually, its wetness meets hers and touches her ever so slightly. She moans in satisfaction as it pulsates. She has felt nothing like it as it rubs her lips. More tentacles touch her all over. Some grab her arms, binding them together. The others grab her legs, pulling them open. The main tentacle teases her clit. Playing with it enough to feel pleasure, but not enough to cum.
The tentacle slides into her pussy, making her legs quiver. It's huge and pulsing. It pumps into her until she is about to cum. The tentacle stops. Glancing down, it pulls out of her stringing slime and lubricant. Almost to say "Not yet." Another tentacle grabs her shirt and rips it off her body. The tentacle then plays with her exposed nipples. Slime runs down her chest and drips onto her lap.
Harmony dimly remembers her friends and looks around for them. They are both moaning and writhing as tentacles play with their insides. The sight of Danielle's breasts jiggling, as her tentacle plunges into her over and over, makes Harmony weak. Sarah is moaning, loud, as the tentacles take her small body from both ends. The tentacles slip and slide over all of their bodies. The three women only want more.
The tentacle goes back into Harmony as she moans. It feels like it belongs there, a perfect fit. The floor under her is soaking as it plunges and throbs. It is still not letting her cum. It going to use her for all she has. As a tentacle slithers between her breasts and into her mouth, she begins to suck without thinking. Her tongue fondles the appendage. Another tentacle comes and rubs her clit, as if to reward her good behavior.
The slickness of the tentacle grinding against her clit and the thickness of the tentacle in her pussy causes her to curl her toes in pleasure. Her pussy is so close to cumming she can barely take it. "More," she moans, closing her eyes. "More!" The tentacle vibrates and thrusts harder and faster until her whole body clenches and vibrates. She involuntarily moves her hips up and down. Her pussy tightens around the tentacle and she moans.
Then it comes to a stop. She opens her eyes while panting. The tentacles are nowhere to be found. The three sit on the couch in a stupor. Slime drips from all parts of their bodies with their pussies still tingling.
