Her Lust For Tentacles Ch 02

Ariana watched with interest as another tentacle was sent towards her. She was surprised to see that it wasn't splitting into smaller tendrils like the other tentacles, as it hovered over her glistening sex. Her pussy quivered with anticipation as it slowly slithered towards her soaking wet entrance, and she wished it was here to finally fuck her to completion. Ariana shut her eyes and let out an intense groan as the tip of the tentacle easily entered her wet pussy and sank deep inside her, much to her delight. After a few seconds of poking around her insides, the tentacle started to very slowly pump in and out of her, and Ariana began to breathe deeply in sync with the pumping as she felt her orgasm build again. The tentacle continued moving around inside her and poking at different parts of her inner walls, gauging what got the biggest responses out of Ariana. Eventually it found her G-spot and she cried out as jolts of pleasure coursed through her due to the pressing and stroking of her most pleasurable spot. Having found such an interesting spot, the tip of the tentacle did not relent in stimulating her G-spot by sweeping and raking all over it.

The pumping of the vine inside her began to sped up and so did Ariana's breathing as she approached her climax, and she let out a sudden squeal as the tendrils from earlier once again wrapped around her nipples and clit. They started their familiar pattern of vibrating around her nubs, pulling them in all directions and stroking their tips to push Ariana towards a powerful release. She focused on the sensations on her clit, both outside and within her, and rode the tentacle inside her closer and closer to her climax. Ariana let out a deafening howl as her pussy clenched onto the tentacle fucking her, but as before, just as she felt like she would finally cum, the tendrils retreated and the tentacle pulled out completely. Ariana begged the plant to keep going and lifted her waist up as high as possible, following the tentacle pulling out of her and going upwards, trying to make the final contact she needed to go all the way. The plant had now had enough of her moving about and forcefully pulled her hips back down to the ground just as she managed to make a second of contact with the vine above her. She was aggressively pinned down by new vines that wrapped around her waist several times, and others that snaked around each of her thighs and buried their ends into the ground. Ariana was now truly immobile, she had lost the little freedom she had when she could arch her back up and move her hips around - now, she was entirely at the mercy of the devilish beast without even an inch of free movement.

Just when she thought things couldn't get any worse, Ariana watched with horror as new tormentors emerged all over the sides of the new tentacles that had entirely covered her belly and thighs. While they didn't look too different from the thin tendrils that had been assaulting her so far, they were going to be a lot worse for Ariana. These tendrils were entirely covered with tiny hair-like fibres, much like the thin strands of a feather, and they immediately got to work on rubbing all the skin they could reach. The tendrils were more ticklish than anything Ariana had felt in her life and she tried her best to squirm as the individual strands on each of the new tendrils sweeped up and down while Ariana saw more and more of them emerge from all sides of the tentacles around her waist and dive into her sides, digging into them mercilessly. The strands on the tendrils were so fine they almost felt like an itch on her soft skin, but one she could not get rid of as she had been stripped of all movement. As Ariana's belly was entirely covered by the new devilish tentacles, there were even more fibred tendrils poking out of the tentacles on the inside, directly onto her skin, and she couldn't even see them. Her entire stomach was covered in this itchy ticklish feeling as no patch of her smooth skin was left untouched by her tormentors.

The tendrils poked around each of Ariana's ribs, and a few even dived into her belly button, eliciting further screams from their victim. Ariana's cries got even louder as more hairy tendrils now started to come out of the tentacles wrapped around her thighs, and the unbearable tickling reached the insanely ticklish skin between her legs. She tried to lift and shake her hips to stop the sensations, but it had no effect - she was completely trapped and could not move at all. Things got worse for Ariana still, as more of those same torturous tentacles hovered over her upper body before tightly wrapping around each of her round tits. She moaned a little as her breasts were fondled by the tentacles for a bit, but the moans turned to unstoppable cackling again as those same fur-covered tendrils appeared out of the sides of the tentacles, and began exploring all over Ariana's hypersensitive breasts. Her globes were ravaged with the itchy feelers from every angle, and it didn't take long for them to reach her rock-hard nipples, making her go crazy as they had gotten particularly sensitive due to her arousal. The feelers stroked around her nipples in circles, before raking up and down their entire length, all while Ariana couldn't even beg for mercy as she just kept laughing like a maniac.

Ariana was so overstimulated by the tickling all over that she didn't even notice the tentacle from earlier enter her pussy again as it prepared to start its pumping motion. She was only reminded of the sensations inside her pussy when her clit was pulled again, causing her to let out an intense howl as she noticed her arousal building again. As before, the tentacle inside her had a mind of its own as it poked around and paid special attention to her G-spot, and Ariana began to moan louder and faster as it picked up the pace of its thrusts. If she could move her hips at all, she would have been thrusting in sync with the tentacle, riding it to an intense orgasm as quickly as she could. The pumping kept speeding up as Ariana was now frozen, unable to process anything except the climax inbound. Eventually the tentacle was thrusting as fast as it could, and Ariana shuddered a little as she felt like she was just about to burst, when she let out a monstrous scream as the insides of her pussy were suddenly on fire with the same ticklish sensation the rest of her body was feeling.

Ariana's orgasm was ripped away from her as she realised with horror that the same hairy tendrils had also come out of the tentacle that was currently deep inside her pussy, and had conveniently also stopped thrusting inside her. She shrieked as every inch of her inner walls was sweeped and scraped by the thin fibres of the demonic tendrils attacking her, causing an unbearable ticklish itch all the way inside her pussy. She cried for mercy as the tendrils reached her G-spot, as she couldn't handle the ticklish raking right on her most sensitive spot, but the plant wasn't interested in showing any. Ariana went ballistic as some of the new fur-covered tendrils came out of her pussy and wrapped themselves around her oversensitive and swollen clit, rotating all around it for an unfathomable sensation of tickling right on her precious button.

This was physically too much for Ariana. She felt herself reaching her limits as she began to feel faint. In all honesty, she was slightly relieved to be losing consciousness, as it would give her a break from the relentless attack on her senses. However, an unconscious victim cannot produce the hormones required by the plant, and it knew that. Ariana had no opportunity to resist as a different looking tentacle approached her face and covered her nose and mouth. Within a few seconds, she smelt a sweet gas that she was being forced to inhale. Ariana tried to hold her breath, refusing to succumb to whatever strange substance she was being forced to breathe in, but with her constant laughter as she was mercilessly ravaged by the tendrils all over her, she barely lasted a few seconds before taking in several deep breaths of the sweet air.

The effect of the gas was immediate and Ariana felt completely fresh as her energy fully returned to her. All the tiredness she was feeling from being tortured for so long disappeared, as did her faintness. She yelled out for help and tried to thrash around again as she realised the implications of this gas. Even fainting wasn't an option - the plant was going to keep her completely awake and aware of her torment for as long as it desired. Ariana should have known by now that all the struggling was of no use and the vines would not let her move at all. But the gas' effect had much worse consequences for Ariana, as she was quickly finding out. The chemical had very noticeably make her a lot more aroused, increasing her frustration over being denied to new levels. Even worse was the effect it had on her sensitivity. She felt like all of the skin on her body had become twice as sensitive, making her even more vulnerable to the ticklish assault all over her.

The tentacle inside Ariana's pussy began its rhythmic thrusting once again, while the hairy tendrils continued to ravage her from outside and inside. In their detailed explorations, the tendrils found more and more areas to subject to their unimaginable tickling. They slithered all around the outsides of Ariana's flushed labia while continuing to move further and further downwards, eventually reaching the insanely ticklish spot between her pussy and asshole. They dove into the depths of her pussy, leaving no area of her inner walls untouched by their fluffy hairs, while all Ariana could do was scream and try her best to shake her hips away from the feeling, only succeeding in nudging her waist about half a centimetre to the left. Worst of all were the tendrils ruthlessly brushing themselves all over Ariana's glistening clit, now even more hypersensitive due to the strange gas she had inhaled. They mercilessly assaulted her swollen button from every conceivable angle while she simply lay on the ground, completely bound, shrieking for help and begging for mercy like a mad woman.

As she had experienced many times so far, Ariana felt the climax building up from deep within her. She tried her best to stop herself from approaching her orgasm, knowing that it would be cruelly taken from her once again, but failed miserably as loud moans again started to get mixed into her uncontrollable cackling. The pumping of the tentacle inside her increased in speed and intensity as it had done previously, and Ariana's screams reached a fever pitch as her pussy began to quiver, but the thrusting stopped the exact moment before her release once again as she was abandoned at the pinnacle of pleasure. Without the pleasure of the tentacle pumping inside her pussy, Ariana's attention returned to the hairy feelers scraping away all over her body, and she was again reduced to a constant stream of incoherent giggling while the tendrils attacked the soft skin of her sides, belly and thighs. More of those special tentacles had now wrapped around her shoulders, allowing her armpits to also be ravaged by the relentless hairy tendrils. Ariana's breasts continued to be stroked all over by the feelers as well, and she squealed as a couple of them grabbed her nipples tightly and began to scrub up and down them. This time, the tentacle inside her pussy hadn't even pulled out when it stopped thrusting. It remained deep inside her as the tendrils that had emerged from it carried on their assault all around Ariana's sex, bringing her back down from the edge of release.

Ariana lay trapped in this hellish cycle for what seemed like an eternity, as she had no way of knowing how long she had been tormented for, or how long she was going to continue suffering before being released. All she could think about was the tentacle fucking her while poking her in all the right places, followed by the unbearable tickling all over her body preventing her from actually reaching her long-awaited climax, until her arousal had dropped enough for the tentacle to start pumping into her again. The whole time her pussy was ravaged from every direction giving her not a second of rest as her sex was constantly rife with the ticklish sensations. Ariana was forced to be completely aware of all the tickling the entire time, because any time the plant sensed a hint of tiredness from her, it simply forced her to inhale more of the sweet chemical that completely reinvigorated her back to full health, while also making her more sensitive and aroused every time.

Somewhere around the four hour mark, she had just regained her energy once again as she inhaled the gas for the twelfth time, when the plant finally decided that it was time for the final act. Ariana let out a desperate moan as the tentacle inside her began its slow thrusting again. By now, all of the edging had made her pussy so wet that the tentacle easily slid deep inside her in every thrust. At first, Ariana used to try and resist the building up of her arousal, attempting to prevent the plant from bringing her to an orgasm as she knew she would be denied every time. But after having failed at this constantly for several hours, always being brought to the brink of climax before being thrown back down, she had completely given up by now and simply accepted her fate. She lay on the ground, bound by her unfeeling captor, helpless as it forced her to ride the tentacle towards release again. Ariana had no idea how many times she had been edged by the vine in her pussy, as she had lost count at about twenty and had definitely been denied at least triple that amount over the four hours. She was sure this would also be just another denied orgasm.

Ariana's breathing sped up in time with the tentacle pumping in and out of her sex, and her moans became faster and louder as the vines around her tits squeezed her breasts while the hairy feelers continued to rake themselves all around her erect nipples. In fact, the tendrils we're still assaulting her all over her sensitive body, but the tickling just heightened her arousal as Ariana shut her eyes and felt herself build to an incredible climax. The tendrils hungrily licked all over the outside of her sex, scraping around her smooth outer lips while she giggled and groaned uncontrollably. More of the soft tendrils were wrapped tightly around Ariana's glistening clit, taking her to higher and higher levels of pleasure as they rapidly stroked up and down her drooling button.

Something was different this time. The vines holding Ariana's waist and thighs loosened slightly, and she made the most of the little freedom she had gained, pushing her sex up towards the tentacle thrusting into her in sync with its pumping. As it pushed into her, she arched her back up, causing it to penetrate her even deeper. The muscles of the walls of Ariana's pussy were spasming as the fur-covered tendrils were still sliding all around the insides of her womanhood, relentless in their mission to cover every inch of her insides with the same itchy ticklish feeling the rest of her body was feeling. The unbearable tickling combined with the powerful fucking of the tentacle was taking Ariana closer and closer to her mind-blowing release as her screams increased in pitch and volume.

Ariana's shrieks got even higher when the tentacle, when had constantly been poking around her insides, landed on her G-spot once again and began firmly pressing against it and vigorously stroking it, almost as if it was vibrating deep inside her. She arched her back and raised her waist as high as she could, giving the plant complete access to her sex, as the earth shattering orgasm she had been approaching finally hit her. After what felt like a lifetime of intense denial, she was caught completely off guard as for once the stimulation didn't stop at the brink of climax, and instead the tentacle was still aggressively thrusting deep into her at insane speeds, fiercely massaging her G-spot as it vibrated intensely. Ariana's mind numbing climax did not subside as the tendrils carried on pulling and stroking her hypersensitive nipples and clit, allowing her to ride the wave of her orgasm for as long as she could. Her pussy kept gushing for several minutes as she was continually fucked by the vine inside her and the hairy tendrils still constantly stroked and skittered around her inner walls. Ariana continued to scream and shake violently as she remained in what felt like an eternal state of pure pleasure, until the tentacles all over her finally slowed down and she dropped her waist back to the ground, completely spent. With their meal complete, the silky tendrils gave Ariana one final tickle around her body as they slowly slithered off her and disappeared into the bushes they had come from, releasing her wrists and ankles. She was finally free.

Ariana took a few minutes to recover before she finally got up from the ground. Her clothes were nowhere to be seen, and at this point she didn't even care as she just wanted to get out of there. She checked her phone and was shocked to find that it was past nine at night - she had been trapped and tormented by that damned plant for over six hours. She had to admit that it was quite the experience, but one she was happy to never go through again. Ariana was also quite surprised at how energetic she was feeling. Considering she hadn't eaten anything or drunk any water for most of the day, having been trapped here all day, she was feeling very energised - possibly even more than when she first entered the forest. The sweet smelling gas she had been forced to inhale had clearly had an impact on her. Ariana decided to get straight back to the town she had visited earlier that day. The sun had set long ago and she really wanted to return to civilisation (and regular plants) as soon as possible, so she used the huge amounts of energy she had to start running back in the direction she had come from.

Ariana barely lasted a couple seconds before tripping over something on the forest floor. In the darkness, she couldn't make out what had caused her fall, so she got her phone out again to shine a torch at where she had tripped. Ariana shrieked as she saw more sentient vines slithering around the floor.

"Nonono not again not again-"

Ariana immediately started to get up, intending to run away as fast as possible, but the vines were too quick. She tripped again as a tentacle grabbed her left ankle, quickly followed by one wrapped around her right ankle too. Her final act before being completely bound again was to try and call someone to save her from the forest, but her wrists were instantly grabbed by more vines, knocking her phone out of her hands before she could even unlock it. In just a couple of seconds, her hands were pulled tightly above her head and her legs were pulled wide open, as Ariana once again found herself spread out in an upside-down Y position, completely naked and unable to move an inch. She felt a familiar feeling all over as more tentacles approached her with the same splitting motion, separating into hundreds of silky tendrils, and was reduced to giggles and moans again as her pussy and tits were expertly manipulated once more. Ariana was even more sensitive this time, now that she had powerfully climaxed just minutes ago, but the plant didn't care. She felt an orgasm building again as her clit was tugged like before, and dreaded the denial that she knew was coming again.

The folklore about the ancient plant had failed to cover another important detail. There was no single tentacled beast. There was an entire species of them throughout the massive forest. Having had no one to feed on for more than a hundred years, the plant that had tormented Ariana all day had notified all the others of the juicy meal it had finally found, after over a century of hunger. And they were all going to make the most of it, equipped with the sweet gas that could keep Ariana energised and awake for as long as they needed her. To make matters worse, every time she orgasmed, she would produce the hormones needed by the plants at a slower and slower rate, so each plant would need to feed on her for longer and longer before finally pushing her to a climax and releasing her. Unfortunately for Ariana, this meant each torturous session of relentless orgasm denial was going to be longer than the last. This hiking trip was going to be a lot longer than she had anticipated...