The Revenge of the Lake Monster (TheRawrgMonster & Alien Swede)

It was night. The evening a few hours before had been a taxing and pressing one on the single person at this black lake. "C'mon, do it! What are you, afraid?" That was what the other girls had said, and they did eventual break down this girl's resistance to peer pressure and finally succumbed to it. This lake was black, the night was almost as dark as it, surrounded by pines that shadowed down on the water, giving it an even darker appearence. There was a camping side next to the pier, but nobody had used it in years. It was perhaps a few meters away from the shoreline... Where rumours said that a lake monster lurked. Some say it was an ancient native american spirit, others said it was a demon, others even suggested it was a secret goverment experiment.

Whatever it was, it wasn't just a rumour. It was real, and it has waited for years for someone to dare against the legends of the lake, and settle. Unwittingly turning herself a victim to this hidden beast.

Charlotte was a beautiful girl, a tall, slender, pale, thin, beautiful girl. She was no older than eighteen, no younger than sixteen. Her 'friends' had put her up to it, to staying out at the lake for a night. She went dressed in tight jeans, a tank top, and a sweatshirt that hid how large her breasts were. She sat in a huddle at the edge of the water, staring into just the shallow part. How was she going to get through the night, she wondered. The legends were false, most likely, she told herself, trying to comfort herself, though her shaky form told of how scared she was, her hair falling around her spindly form.

WHatever it was that lurked in the lake, it observed the woman. She couldn't see it, for the small pair of eyes where hardly making a ripple in the water as they peeked up and searched for whomever had arrived at his domain. The massivly long tendrils moved under the water anxiously, but the lake was deep enough at the centre to hide the comotion. It was eager, and hungry. Not for substenance... But for the flesh. The legends told that rebellions women where tied down at the beach, and the spirit of the lake would ravage her, for it's lust was insatiable, it would rpae ehr until the sun came up. The girl probably knew the legends, but it was all hogwash.
As far as she knew, but that would change pretty soon.

It didn't take long before Charlotte went to bed. It was late, she was tired, and there was nothing else to do. She lay down on her side, closing her eyes, wrapped up in a blanket. It was at least a little protection from the cold. Her sweatshirt helped too, a little, though she was bare underneath (besides her black lace bra), and her jeans weren't very warm (nor were her black lace panties). She was shivering a little, but soon enough, she was asleep, breathing peacefully.

He was slow and sluggish. It had been too long since his last 'feeding'.The tentacles broke the water surface slowly and stood tall into the air by several meters, and they headed towards the small woman. The tentacles suddenly wacked against the air, and beat the water off themselves... Sort of drying them a little, but they where still moist from the water. There where several of them, all black and glistening. After a few minutes, they reached her. The first one slid under the bedding and went for her ass. The tip looked like a tentacle, with floppy skin at the end that seeemd to be moving. Perhaps it was prehensile? At any rape, it was lukewarm and she hardly noticed it when it slipped between her legs, comming at her form behind, and then comming out at her front... The skin pulled back, revealing a dark pink cockhead at the top of the tentacle.

Charlotte's head rolled back slightly and she let out a tiny little groan. She could feel something, though in her sleep, she didn't really think about it. She was too busy dreaming about the last time she'd been touched, which was far too long before that for own good.

The tentacle between ehr legs felt the warmth of her innerthighs, and slid back. Soon, the head pressed against her warm crotch, and the others arrived to join. The second tentacle, as big as the last one, roughly a couple of inches wide, slid against her tanktop, rubbing her massive breasts, then slipping between them... It still moved, rubbing both it's sides against her mounds. Then a third arrived, joining the first appendage and rubbed between her closed thighs back and forward between her legs.

Charlotte groaned softly, her eyes squeezing shut tighter. He was already stimulating her, and her pussy was growing wetter as he rubbed her sensitive areas. She suddenly opened her eyes, and gasped, feeling the warmish, wet tentacles on her breasts. "Holy fuck!" She yelled, sitting up, trying to push away the tentacles.

When one of the was slapped away, it recoiled. Suddenly all the tentacles descened on her. Almost 20 cocksized black tendrils descended on her.Three tentacles was required at each ankle and wrist to subdue her and pin her back against the ground. The other 8 tentacles where... Very restless. Slowly the reached for her... All of them at the warmest place on e
her body. Moistily clothed pussy.

Charlotte let out a little cry of despair. She was going to be raped by a tentacle monster. This was every girl's nightmare--or perhaps their dream? She started to cry quietly, tears dripping down her face. Her hair was flying out behind her as he picked her up, then pinned her down.

The beast's members drove at her. The 8 dicks grinded against her moist panties, creating a rubbery wet sound as they grinded together in their fight for the supremacy over the tight hole. They pushed hard but didn't break through her clothing. Slolwy however... A couple at her thighs nearly managed to slip under her panties, and she felt the rubbery moist texture on her pussylips.

Charlotte let out another helpless cry, closing her eyes, trying to fight back--the monster had too much power over her, though, in terms of his tentacles around her wrists and ankles. She cried as he rubbed against her, her sweatshirt starting to ride up as she wriggled around.

They where wild. They showed no mercy as they slid over ehr anties and inner thighs... Then, two of them sneaked under her clothing, and jolted against her. One of them was luckeir, and entered her with savage ferocity. It darted about 5 inches inside of her before it needed a respite before unleashing another thrust. The second tentacle that tried to enter slid along the first one's outline all around her pussy, rubbing her clit and pussylips along the way. The other 6 tentacles slid over her thighs... Some tried to find satisfaction elsewhere...

Charlotte couldn't help but let out a moan. No matter how disgusting it was, it felt good--albeit wrong. She choked on her own throat as she moaned, hips bucking against his tentacles. It felt so good... "Uhn... S-stoooop..."

The penetrating tentacle moved deeper. Now, it bumped against ehr cervix, filling her upo more then she had ever experienced in her life. Then, it movd halfway out of her, and slammed bakc in. It was violently thrusting in and out of her. The tentacles that slid around her pussy didn't cease, so she was... 'Stimulated' all over her ass and thighs. The other tentacles move to ehr breast, where they assaulted them, probed them, prodded them and writhed around them to constrict them. One longe tentacle bared it's cockhead properties at her as it stared at her face, like an angry, sightless serpet.

Charlotte screamed as she was penetrated so violently. It hurt when he went in so fast, though the penetration felt... interesting. She couldn't even remember the last date she'd had, much less the last time she'd been fucked, especially like this. She let out little moans as he stroked her breasts and fucked her hard. "Uhnnn..."

While the tentacles below her was assaulting her pussy, the one looking at ehr face pounced at her. It's rubbery texture was felt all over ehr tongue and inside of her cheeks when it penetrated ehr lips. It started to prod ehr mouth, and jolt in and out... Feeling her dampth. Another interesting turn of events was the other tentacles focusing around ehr crotch. As one of them seemed irate of not being able to penetrate her tight pussy, it traced her panties and went down... Suddenly, the girl felt a sudden, but catious, prod against her asshole.