Nice day to go swimming alone part 2 [fM][bst][hml][nc][anal]

Rose kept as close as she could to the cliff face as she slowly made her way to land. She was all too aware of both her lack of bottoms and of the octopus that was still wriggling around inside her. She did her best to keep her breathing evenly and to ignore the assault on her pussy as she scanned the crowd on the beach. There were less people now than before, but there were still a lot. All it took was for one person to see her leave the water with half a bathing suit. No one seemed to be paying her any attention though; everyone was just having fun with their beach days. She spotted a towel, alone and close to the shore. Whoever owned it wasn’t there, probably swimming themselves. Rose steeled herself against both the anxiety and the sensations inside her, and made her move.

She kept her body sideways to the bulk of the crowd, moving just fast and low enough to not attract any attention. The few steps it took felt like an eternity, but she finally reached the lone towel and snatched it up. In as fluid a motion as she could manage, she wrapped it around her waist. She waited a moment before letting out the breath she had been holding. No one around her reacted. She had done it. Her celebration was cut short when the creature inside her moved again. *Right.*

She hastily moved towards the small wooded area that separated the beach and the cliff. She smiled and nodded at a couple as she passed feet away from where they were laying. *What would they think about me if they knew?* She didn’t have much time to think about that, nor did she want to. She continued on, reaching the trees before too long. She slipped into the dense brush, making her way gingerly through it.

She went as far as she thought would be unseen from the beach, and then a little further to be safe. Looking around one more time, she was finally satisfied with the secrecy. Crouching down, she let the towel unfold from around her legs, letting it rest on her knees. She spread her legs and looked down. She was surprised: her pussy, apart from being absolutely soaked from both her orgasms and the creature’s slime, looked completely normal. If she couldn’t still feel the octopus moving around inside her she would hardly believe it herself. She wondered how she was even going to get it out. She doubted reaching in with a finger or two would be enough, and she didn’t want to hurt it. She didn’t have much other choice though.

She took two fingers and pushed inside her stuffed pussy, trying to ignore just how much slime was leaking out of her. They were met almost immediately with the soft squishy flesh of the octopus. She tried her best to wrap her fingers around it somehow; to get any grip on it. It wasn’t much use, and every time she thought she finally had a decent hold her fingers would slip on the slime and she would lose it again. Even worse, the constant wriggling inside her, with the addition of her fingers, was starting to heat her up. Trying to ignore the electric feeling building in her, she pushed a third finger inside, hoping it would allow her more leverage. It slid in way too easily.

Three fingers was better, but still not enough to get a proper hold on the slippery creature. A fourth joined, but still she couldn’t grab it. The sensations were building faster now, and her breath was ragged and heavy. *Fuck it.* Frustrated, and on the brink of orgasm, she placed her thumb against her filled-to-bursting opening. She pushed, feeling more resistance this time, but between the slime and her near-orgasmic state, she managed to slide the last finger into herself.

Her eyes closed involuntarily as she fought against her own body. She pushed her hand further into her cunt, reaching desperately. Her swollen pussy lips protested, but couldn’t stop her from spreading them wider than they ever had been. Finally they slid past her knuckles, and with a sucking pop, she was fisting herself.

“Excuse me? That’s my-”. Rose’s eyes shot open at the sound of a voice behind her. Without thinking she spun in place to face the noise, still squatting. A man stood in front of her, the end of his sentence caught in his mouth. All of Rose’s concentration had been on trying not to cum, and the distraction was enough to make her forget for a split second, and that was enough. The man watched, mouth agape, as she came.

*No no no no no!* She screamed internally as her pussy clenched down on her entire fist. The external scream was too garbled to get the same message across. Her eyes rolled back in her head as her clenching spurred the octopus inside her to squirm and wriggle, intensifying her orgasm. She started to squirt, unable to hold it back, soaking her arm and thighs as the man watched her. Finally her legs gave out, dropping her into the puddle she’d made as she quivered out the rest of her orgasm.

“…towel…”, the man said, as if he felt it necessary to finish his sentence. He looked around, wondering if anyone else had seen or heard her. He had followed her because she had stolen his towel, and while he expected a minor confrontation, he could have never expected… *this.* Still, as weird as it was, the girl was certainly attractive, and he could feel his cock straining against his pants. He looked over her, still reeling, and knew he couldn’t pass up such a good opportunity.

Rose could only moan lightly as the man flipped her over. The light mulch that the trees had been planted in dug into her skin a little, but she hardly noticed. He placed her on her stomach. Her ass was slightly lifted by her arm beneath her, as her fist was still lodged in her cunt. Finally regaining some motor functions, Rose tried to raise herself up to her knees with her other arm. She grunted as the man pushed her back down.

“Wha?”, Rose half-asked, still not completely cognizant. Though she snapped back, fully awake, as the man pressed down on her, his body weight pinning her to the ground.

“Wait, you can’t-”, she tried to reason, still only half-believing what was happening.

“What are you going to do? Call for help so some poor tourist can find you fisting yourself? We both know you’re a slut anyways, coming out here to do that.”, he growled in her ear. She felt the hot stiffness of his cock against the back of her bare thigh.

“At least you left me one hole.”, he chuckled before she could respond, and Rose felt him place the head of his cock against her asshole. She started to panic, but he simply placed a powerful hand around her mouth. Rose knew she wouldn’t be much of a match for a man this size, never mind exhausted and with only one free hand. She closed her eyes and braced for the inevitable.

*Fuuuuuuuuuuck.* He pushed his hips forward, and the pressure against her ass built. Without nearly as much slime as her pussy, and with her cunt completely filled, he had to push hard, but eventually Rose felt her asshole begin to give way to him. She tried her best to clench as a last defiance, but he simply pushed harder into her, forcing his way inside. Finally, despite her best efforts, his head slide inside her, taking her anal virginity. She felt so incredibly full, her eyes watering from the pain of his violation.

He gave her no time to rest though, pushing further into her. With his head already inside her, inch after inch of his shaft followed, barely getting any more resistance from her hole as he stretched it. She groaned into his hand, realizing she could feel his thick cock with her hand through the walls of her pussy as it moved. *Why did he have to be so big?* Every time she thought he must be done he seemed to have more to fill her with. Finally, his hips collided with her butt, and he bottomed out inside her. This time he let her have a break, and she desperately tried to acclimatize herself to being the fullest she ever had been.

Sooner than Rose had hoped, he growled into her ear, refusing to wait any longer. He pulled back, her asshole gripping his cock tightly as he went. He stopped, just leaving the head of his cock inside her, and Rose tried to ignore how suddenly empty she felt. With a thrust of his hips, he pushed back, filling her again. Electricity sparked its’ was along Rose’s spine. The octopus, roused by the thrusting, started it’s movements again, touching every deep place of her stuffed cunt at once.

He continued to fuck her ass, the sound of his hips hitting her butt starting to echo through the trees. With every thrust Rose could feel his shaft drive home inside her with her hand, knowing that her fist was only massaging him more. Still, between her two molesters, Rose’s body was reacting. She’d never even had anything in her ass, never mind having so much stimulation in both of her holes at once. She fought against it, but soon found that each moan she tried to hold back was forced out as the cock in her ass bottomed out. It wasn’t long before she couldn’t hold them back at all, moaning wildly into the man’s hand.

“God you’re such a fucking slut.”, the man growled into her ear as he raped her. Rose wasn’t even sure it was rape anymore. *He doesn’t even know…* She wondered if he was right. Surely only a slut would be about to cum on her rapist’s cock, with an octopus and her own fist stuffed up her cunt? She didn’t have long to debate it in her own head though.

She screamed into his hand, suddenly grateful it was there, as she would surely be heard otherwise. The deep, constant, inevitable thrusts finally pushed her over the edge, and she came. Hard. She clenched down involuntarily, tightening around both her fist and his cock. She could feel around her own wrist the kind of massage she was giving him, and it made her feel even sluttier to know how hard she was milking him. She didn’t even try to hold back from squirting this time, giving in completely to the pleasure. She felt herself soak both of them, and, just as she was starting to come down, the man started thrusting again.

“Oh god holy fuck yessss.”, Rose hardly registered that she was moaning her words into his hand instead of saying them in her head. His thrusting prolonged her orgasm, dragging it out and intensifying it. She couldn’t think clearly, swimming in pleasure as a powerful anal orgasm rolled into a vaginal one and back until she had lost count. She barely even noticed as the man’s cock swelled inside her and his breathing became more ragged. Finally with a deep thrust he stopped. She felt his cock pulse, and a telltale heat began to spread through her ass as he pumped into her. Even if she wanted to stop him, her whole body was a quivering mess. All she could do was cum again, milking him as he pumped shot after shot deep into her ass.

Rose moaned weakly as the man pulled out of her ass with a sucking pop. He had stretched her wide, and she was so gaped that his cum started to dribble down, coating her pussy and hand before mixing with the puddle of her own juices she was laying in.

“What a good cocksleeve you were. But I have to go now. Good luck cleaning yourself up.”, the man said with a chuckle. He slapped her ass, causing more of his cum to dribble out of her. Finally she heard his footsteps receding.

Rose sat for a long time recovering, laying there for anyone to find. Finally, mustering her strength, she pulled. It took a lot of force but eventually she was able to pull her fist from her sore pussy. It felt even more ruined than her ass. She moaned as she felt one of the tentacles reach out from inside her. She felt it grab onto her leg, and through her widened pussy came the octopus, apparently fed up with it’s terrible hiding spot. She lay in the puddle of slime and cum a while longer before getting up. She wrapped the man’s towel around her waist, and stumbled towards home, her holes wide and her legs weak.

Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/g6cba6/nice_day_to_go_swimming_alone_part_2