The sensations I were feeling at this time wasn't normal. It was as if my mind kept repeating 'lust..lust...lust....' over and over again like a cracked record. I wondered where it came from, I wondered where it could have started. But doesn't matter...all that mattered was the moment, the feelings, the emotions.

Like instincts I didn't know I even had were awakened as I held her in my arms, guiding myself deeper into her. I felt myself hit dead center and I guessed it must've been her womb, the source of all life. This, I presume, was the deepest I could go...and I think I could even go deeper but she wouldn't allow it anymore. Anatomically at least. And I didn't want to spoil the moment by trying to be an egghead and trying to go deeper and hurt her or something like that.

As far as I'm concerned it was just give and take of something I had been chasing for since day one, when I came here.

All the images swirled around like a cyclone...her face, smiling...even if I was a monster, I appreciated the beauty before me, so in lust, so in heat. I actually appreciated the lust-coated smile she was giving me. And the movements...her legs over mine, her nub rubbing against my stomach. Everything that was happening, I processed immediately. And this only served me to become intoxicated, so much so that I couldn't speak clear words.

And then she kissed me again.

I savored this one now. It was welcome, warm, and so erotic. She felt like she was looking for something in me, and it felt like she was about to find it. I held her tight, and I was starting to get tired of not moving....but I feared I could rip her apart if I started to move.



She was right. A lot of them I had fucked already. But then again each one was a different taste, and this one...by far...was one of those which I knew I would seach for again. Stalk for again. Trick again...and experience again.

She was starting to milk me. Milk me with something, I didn't know what, but I felt that my cock was being strangeld. Aside from her being so tight, there was something else...and this elicited the first thrust from me. I could only remain dormant for so long.

Me lips moved against his an he gave me back, tender an light, not at all what I’d been expecting…everything had been like a lover I would like to have, like suriel should be…like hanaji wuz. Me lips quivered gainst his as I continued to wiggle upon him…lord knows he wuz deep inside me.

I felt the muscles bunch under me feet, bunch as his hands tightened on me waist an for a moment I thought he wuz about to send his seed inside me….me hips rotated to slide the end of him gainst the end of me. An then he pulled back…out a lil….pulling from me as I longed an tried to hold him in. I clamped down all along the length of him, an could feel the ridge of his head move backwards in me. The moan fought its way over me lips, water jetting gainst me lovers mouth as it went outwards. I trembled form both the efforts an the fire that erupted all down me insides as he withdrew …. Not far but far enough to push his way back in…a small move that sent me to nibbling on his lower lip in passion.

The in an out slow an small in movement…but it set me on edge no how. The way I was pulled away from him and than back, me nub hitting of a sudden … lord it wuz enough for me…enough to make me scream on kick. I realized suddenly that me fingers were clenching the back of him, fingernails finding purchase round some bulging muscle.

“yah do that…. few more times…. I’ll loose it …. How…..get yah……back then….”

The motions started, And I started to quake myself. I felt...alive, somehow....forgetting everything. My past, the present, what will happen after this...

There was only this very wet concerto underneath the calmness of this pool, a tale of passion and sensuality.

My thrusts were true, and they found their mark each and everytime I went back into the girl. If we were above the ground there would have been a very audible -smack- everytime I went back into her...but under here, I was being helped by the natural buoyancy of the water.

This just served to make her look hotter...and even feel hotter. The way she was wrapped around my arms, it was excruciatingly different. I wanted it. Never wanted it to end. And every thrust of mine, I savored it like a connoisseur savors fine wine. Each thrust was slow...and oh so deep. It also helped that she was also maoving too, to meet me in time with my thrusting cock. She looked like she was doing her best not to go before me. Maybe it was a ploy to make me feel beaten again, but I didn't care. This time I felt too much connected with her to even feel that. I felt she trusted me. I felt she wanted me. I felt she wanted this monstrous meat punding her pussy in every way possible. I almost creamed when I looked down, seeing the way my shaft stretched her hole to the limit...and I feel my tip brushing against her end, the top of her crevix, the limit of her walls.

So that was how thick and long I've gotten?

I heard from her that she was about to lose it...I wanted that. MAybe when she cums it would be easier for me to go in and get out. I continued thrusting her...slow and steady, but forceful.

I could feel him cover me outsides an me insides. The strength of him as his bum buckled an pushed, a strength held in check in order to make it a better experience for me given his girth an length. Muscle trembled all round me as me own clenched his tightly. Oh lord how a girl could fall for such….

Me mind was a buzz of feelings an sensations. An yet through it all I never lost focus on what hw wuz a doing an what I wuz a feeling….the tenderness in one such as him…the gestures meant to reassure an feel safe in his arms. I could feel a time a coming that we would wrestle in wild abandon, but for now he was soft, preparing me for that time…a time that our beasts would mingle. Oh the possibilities as we played in the water….an environment that felt like I wuz in the weightlessness of space.

With each small thrust I tipped me pelvis, letting me hips wiggle to force him back up an inside me whar I could push his tip along the end of me….each time goose bumps played down me legs an arms as I shuddered with the sensation. I could feel me insides heat up, feel the coming storm begin to gather, not on the horizon but right o’er me…not long in coming, not even after his tongue….or perhaps because of that an his way with me. I had sought to spill his seed twice now….no longer.

‘How many times would I wither on his hard shaft for his seed flowed freely into me?’ I no longer cared, instead I felt the beginnings of a tremor as the wind billowed inside me an shook me to my very roots…..Once gain me body clenched him, but this time I wuz still…the calm fore the storm as he slid out an I knew … knew an accepted that this wuz it….when the end of him hit I would do naught but dance upon his center...happily pinned in place by the throbbing mass within me chamber.

Head back…I arched to receive him, water cascading into me lungs as me chest expanding gainst him, hardened nipples pressing to the muscles that ripples o’er his mighty chest. “ohhhh” the first on that intake of oxygen rich water….the first sounds in what threatened to be a loud an happy scream….

I wasn't someone who would use my arms to satisfy a girl. I had tentacles for that use...things which were trained to fuck, rub, and hold on to a female. Trained to pull them in, and out. Trained to move them up and down on my shaft, which since my arrival, very few had tasted.

But not like this. I don't know what she has done to me, but I found myself using strong, developed arms for that matter. I was holding her waist, bobbing her up down, up down on my lap and as she did that, I was watching her eagerly. Watching as she danced a vertical dance on my lap. The way she gracefully bobbed, the way she undulated her hips...all done in immorallity. All done obscenely. All done erotically.

It was as if I had written this story a long time ago. The betrayal of a woman to herself, tricked by a warrior of the water. Tricked into submission, wherein he could freely abuse her...use her pleaure for his own...make her feel protected s that he could coax out her best.

It is not entirely welcome for my class, but in rare occassions, I have proven that gentleness shown first would reap a lot of rewards which I wanted so much. Rewards I knew I would not experience if I used coercion and violence. This, I now know, was the path to take if I wanted full satisfaction.

I felt at this time that I wasn't getting the full force which I wanted to give to her. Floating around in the water provides you freedom but does not grant you the leverage to give it your all. I figured out the only way to go, if I wanted her to feel me fully, was on the pool's floor. Down there, on the depths.

With me still inside her, I slowly waded until we reached the bottom of the pool, wherein I slowly laid her down. I dislodged for a moment, my sensitive shaft trembling as it grazed walls which closed around it afterwards, to give her ample time to composer herself and the way she was lying down. Impatient as I was to feel her warmth which I longed for after the sudden blast of cold I felt, once again I found myself rubbing the thick, bulbuos head of my cock against her labia.

Betrayed….the brute….so close only to have him stop….stop as I reached the dizzying heights form whence thar be only one way off…..to cast meself to the whims of me lord an wither on me lovers shaft. Only he hadn’t played fair, I cried out as he left me…a guttural cry of “NOOooooooo soooooo clooose”

Laid upon me back gainst the cool plaster finish of the pool I watched as his immence form engulfed me in shadow. Covered by the man….me back gainst the firmness of the pool….I grabbed for a tentacle, catching it in me fist an sliding it tween me legs in an effort to continue what wuz lost. The water played across me insides he had left ....cooling me immediate ardor.

An then it finally hit me what he wuz a doing…. An me face went from contorted anguish to full lust gain…. I let the tentacle squirm lower…feeling it gainst me other ring a muscle….so recently left free of the intrusion. Instead I gather the end of him an felt the bulging shaft upon me fingers slipping through as He guided his member to me slit. The fat head playfully slide ‘gainst me lips once again…warmth thar in that throbbing end. Trying as I could to guide him gainst me hole….to feel him in me …. But now I would be pinned tween him an the bottom of the pool….perhaps tomorrow I would be sore….but the lust in his eyes meet me own an I welcomed this change.

Heat flared within…the tentacle nudging me one place….the thick head of him the other….I reached, grabbing yet another one of his wavering ends an whispered into the water….”please, no more play….take….go…..” I pleaded with me eyes as I brought the tentacle to me lips an kissed the end of him for sliding the merest tip of him within me mouth like I would a finger. This wuz gonna make me reeeeeaaaal happy I reckon.

I slide my shaft in effortlessly. The slippery walls, plus the natural lubrication by the water surrounding us, helps to make the process of sliding in really easy. It also helps that she's no longer bouncing around. Now things are really bound to become a bit more rougher and masculine.

It hasn't helped that I was as large as a bodybuilder now. Hasn't helped that I was over 7 foot tall and I have the thick body of my other side. But at least, I could hold her in a way only I could. Control the tempo in a way only I could.

I looked in her eyes, looking as if for the first time. I kissed her mouth again, still, her kisses were honey sweet. My mind went wild, going out of it's normal state. It helped that I could feel once again the warmth of her womb, where all life began. I started the slow rythm, riding her like a pro. I didn't know what I was doing, but it felt so natural. I started to build it up...going a bit slow at first, then slowly, slowly as time passes, I start to build it up.

I was fucking her like there was no tomorrow. And I held her tightly, all the more for her to feel the viciousness of my thrusts. I didn't even care that her passage was as tight as ever...even more tighter I think at this position. I disregarded that, pumping in and out like an industrial strength jackhammer...a very slow jackhammer for that effect.

I looked into her eyes while doing that...searching for that fire which always started right about...

...now.

His body surrounded me as he slid into me waiting cave. I slipped me legs round his flanks, arching me back to accept him fully. Slowly he slide into me forcing the water once more from me in a long low growl of pleasure. Smooth plaster created me bum as his weight settled ‘gainst me. I had lost any control, now I wuz at his mercy. Shifting me pelvis I felt him go deep, his heavy balls smacking ‘gainst me bum as he reached the limits of his length within me.

An then he withdrew down his length setting up his rhythm, a rhythm that set the fire back to raging since I’d been so close from ‘fore. Me buff smacked the hard bottom of the pool with each thrust, the feel of him reaching me end an hitting it with his tip as his balls bounced gainst me round rump. I shifted with him, aiding in his lust filled state…slowly he increased…going faster. I welcomed it….the tentacles forgotten…the ones I’d tried to entice earlier.

I kept me eyes on his, seeing the rising tide of lust an need…even perhaps a slight tint of male malice that made him even more manly .. more human in me eyes. I felt me eyes begin to drop in thar lust filled state, grow unfocused till the sights round me no longer mattered….all that mattered wuz that impossibly large shaft moving in me with greater speed…I picked up an thrust back, pushing him to go harder an faster as me insides quivered of a sudden an I lost it all…. “AHHHHH UUUMMMMM” crying out in the water as he took me…no longer bouncing back…his motion going easier as me insides clenched an unclenched in randomness. Each thrust banging his body ‘gainst me nub an sending me shuttering again….”ohhhhhh yeeessss faster…..” me eyes going wide in surprise…”Agaiinnn?!” the heat building within me…..as I become putty in this mans hands….”OHHHHH ummmmm arrrrgghhh….ummmm”

Things were getting really cloudy now. I felt emotions that were very human, even adoration for this lust angel before my eyes. Yes, that's what she was. A dark angel of lust, sent forth by some god for my pleasure.

I uttered a silent prayer to Poseidon, King of everything that is submerged in the depths.

Slowly I went faster. Faster. FAster. Till I felt myself grow to what I think wqould be my last length...12...she has quite given me something to look forward to...her orgasm. I wonder how many times she could go and soak me before I finally gave it to her.

Her legs had wrapped around my waist, which had grown in girth quite quickly. After all, I was beginning to feel...weird. I hadn't forgotten myself yet I was growing quite large, dwarfing her frame as I went. Like I had earlier figured out, she had coaxed out my leviathan-like form without waking up the otherwise violent side of mine...I didn't even know that was possible.

If we were up there, on dry land, I would have heard her smacks and the juices squeaking, frothing as I fuck her tightness. All I felt in this underwater nest of lust was the warmth, actually tasting it before it got lost in the vastness of the water. Somehow I felt a part of my violent self manifest. I was going quite fast now, gripping her tightly.

And I made some of my intentions felt...as I silently stroked her anal hole and her red lips with two of my thickest tentacles, shaped phallus-like.

Finally, as he pumps in an out of me…each thrust cross me nub. The heat builds back to where it had been an the groans flow past me lips into the turbulent waters that buffet me with thar constant motion caused by me lover a frolicking like o’er me. “ohhhhhh ummmm, ohhhhhhh…. OHHHHHH….. yessss…..mmmorreee…..” All I can think as I ride out the storm is I don’t wanna have it end…not yet.

A tentacle brushes gainst me bum as He continues to thrust into me an I cry out into the warming waters. Ridding this bucking bronco like a cowgirl of old I hold on not caring what plays across me rear, jus enjoying it no how.

Another tentacle slide across me open lips an dips its end with me mouth as another gasp of water flows outwards. A passing sensation as I close me lips round it then open me mouth to let another groan pass in sheer delight as he continues to take me….take me places I’d never have dreamed of….so tight round him, his end hammering me end an then a counter thrust that sends that end skittering across me insides jus before he withdraws….I love this….lust after it with all me heart as I grasp him closer an find me legs spread further as I clench his wide hips tween me feet.

It don’t matter none….I am what I am….a creature of lust an desire….a creature of the lord god, doing what he must intend of me…..I cry out to me lord….”yesss….thanksssss lord….” Continuing to gyrate to each thrust…giving as much as I get an a finding it much to me liking….

The rythm is set. We dance this horizontal tango once more, and I am starting to get things ready for the final ride out that is my right.

The waters around us swirl, in time to the motions I created, in time to the small current I have produced from the constant pumping motion that I was giving Cassie. I held her by the waist, tightly gripping slender hips as I grind into her, drilling deeply then withdrawing. With each fuck I elicit another moan or so from her...another groan...only I can hear it since my ears were accustomed to hearing things under water. In fact, most senses seem to be highly tuned underwater...including my feelings.

This included the sensations I was having now, like her narrow walls rasping against my cock as I fuck into her, the walls of her bum enveloping my tentacle as I start to part her anus, and her exciting little mouth closing around the tentacle that I so graciously offered her...it was something else, all too much for me, and I almost went over the edge.

But no...

Not yet.

I collected myself, stopping for a moment, before going again. I knew this was something I had to do, since it seemed to me that she was still going to go for a long, long time. I read it in her face. I knew that she was going to go for a long, long time. I liked the look on her face. I have seen it on a few students, and it was rare for them to actually accept the fact that a monster could only bring this kind of pleasure, this kind of feeling. This is what I was aiming for since day one...seeing that look on their faces.

I held her hips once again to continue thrusting, trying to time my thrusts with the tentacles now currently traversing her mouth and her anus, yet again.

Tentacles wiggled into me….an I could only arch an accept um pinned by the large shaft that filled me inners. I floated….the after affects of a powerful an wonderful release…Smiling at first, then turning it into a full grin for me lover I regained me composure enough to thrust back once again. I sucked on the tentacle in me mouth like it wuz a finger or sum thing of a lover. I could feel me insides rubbed by his width….a pleasure all its own. Then the edges of him flared, I gasped…so close…gripping him in a vice, motion stopping thar….I tried desperately to pull the seed from him. What I hoped to be the first of many times.

Motion stopped, the water calm round us an only I continued to wiggle an thrust meself onto the end of him. From round the tentacle I tired to talk….”go head….ok…want it….please….more later….really…..not done…..not done long time….” Lord knows I wanted this….wanted this if it lasted all night an left me unable to walk to class tomorrow morning. Isn’t that what I really needed. TO be left in a completely blissful state on the edge of the pool, unable an unwilling to move cept to rub meself in the afterglow of the passion I’d shared with this miracle of the water.

The head within me shrank back to its normal size an he ‘gan to thrust once more, but this time all of him thrust at the same time making me feel like a wonderfully loved accordion, pushed inwards than pulled outwards a making music like no other time in me life….I came alive then an hummed an sang with each thrust in total happiness, but far from content as the music built once again to that point it reaches a crescendo that rings out throughout the auditorium. I knew I lived for this as much as when I sat at that piana an sang to me fullest in front of thousands…..Energy swirled round us …. almost like I could see it an I closed me eyes …. Singing to me love, our song, our shared joy, now to see the him pumping his seed an then we’d get him going again an again til both of us couldn’t move….the edges of me mouth crinkling upwards as I sucked upon that part of me that reached me mouth.

There I was, like a conductor orchestrating one oflife's greater mysteries...the forbidden joys of sexual pleasure. I was like a master musician at work, working Cassie's youthful bodice like a guitar...mastering the vibratto, the tremolo, the fragile twinings of her strings...

I fucked her like a well-oiled machine, and with precise movements that would leave her in a state of stunned glory. I felt that stopping earlier had worked to my advantage...but now, I was thinking maybe in the state that I am in, with her so tight like this, I could test how much my body could make...could produce...the seed of me flowing into her, and then another, and another, and another...even only the thoughts producing a bit of pre-cum on my tip. A little, yes, but enough to add to the mix of her dripping cunt.

My mind became pre occupied with this thought. Now that I was once again heating up, as all machines...or persons...do after rubbing against such a delicate work of art... I was brave enough to test myself. See how far I could go, after this one...after another...and another...and another...

She could feel I was nearing my peak, and so was I. My movements became faster, rougher, like some hard core porn movie. Her anus was being rapidly pounded, her mouth being feeded as if she was deathly hungry. As for me, I could barely keep up with my own body as I started to pound her rather violently, trying to chase my own cum...

Until it happened.

I tensed, fucked rather deeply into her. And at that moment when my rather large tip hit the wall of her cervix, my seed erupted from it's receptacle, shooting far into her, shooting gush after gush of long-kept man juice...or in this case monster juice. White, creamy, viscuous. It flowed into her, filling her up. It wouldn't stop, nor would my shaft, convulsing deep inside her and emptying my sac. I could feel it filling her up, and gushing out a bit, mixing with her lubrication...

I had erupted. How long would it be before the second one? I would like to find out.

Water swirls ‘bout us in the tempest me lover creates. So much need, so much desire as he pushes gainst me. Each thrust bounces me bum an back gainst the bottom of the pool, buoyancy an gravity fighting one ‘nother. Wildness takes root as I feel his beast ride me with no abandon. Hard an fast as I tip me head back to further arch meself into a ball. Oh so glad he has made me insides quiver, lubricating the tight channel that grips his hot shaft…like sum good highgrade oil in uncles tractor… I feel for the first time the heat of flesh passing cross flesh at speed. The water an me lubrication cooling it with each pass.

Suddenly he clenches me in a tight ball…pushing himself gainst me as I fills me insides so well. I can do naught but feel me insides spread even further as the bulbous head expands, the ridge about it flaring deep inside me like an umbrella unfurling to keep the rain off. An rain it does. I can feel the hot jet within me confines push gainst me walls an flow cross them, the wide tip trying to act like a sort of plug to keep his seed within so that it may do the job that god intended… course with none of me monthly flows a working for the since I got here the outcome is one of pure pleasure, nothing else to it.

The pulsing shaft within me, the hot spice of life conspire to send me o’er the edge once gain. Like I be in a never ending cycle of pleasure…even to the edge of pain as it grips me tightly in its embrace an I gasp in joy. Muscles push themselves to do more …. So glad I run, exercise, yet tired form the evening exertion even fore this workout at the bottom of the pool. I feel nothing but pleasure for a bit…nothing as I float in the tight embrace of me lover an simply enjoy his dominance of me….he has mastered me, but like earlier I now seek once gain to move atop him….to ride him an test his endurance.

Fingers reach down tween me legs an run themselves along his shaft is it moves in an out of me slower now, less aggressively as the last of his seed pulses into me as the large shaft pulses one last time…..for now….only for now…. Seed drips from tween me legs, his seed, me lovers seed like sum thing sent form heaven an put in me sacred vessel. Giggling as his body pushes gainst me nub, made sensitive by the release….giggling cause I’m happy for a bit….but still wanting, needing more.

“Does the master of me bed think it’s be ok if I drank of what remains within him fore we do this gain…? I ask, looking to his eyes for an answer, wondering what he tastes like wondering if he will enjoy it an be reinvigorated for another try.

I never knew something of this sort, this magnitude could be even more tiring that trying to escape your captors, or the moment after a vigorous battle.

I looked into her eyes after the last of my seed escapes, still soaking my dickhead into a pool of sweltering lust inside of her...her own juice and my own juice. I can feel my shaft swimming in the liquid of my own creation, which would have breathed life, although I do not know how it will affect her. It wouldn't create anything, that's as far as I know...mainly because she isn't of my race and partly because the genetic mix-up would kill any cells trying to copulate, hence a failure to create life.

But I 'm not after that. I'm after the pleasure and the satisfaction of filling up someone. That someone being young is just a bonus.

I held her as I felt myself needing rest, tight against me. Though I did get up after a while, fearing that she may well be pinned beneath me and she might run out of air...

Air?

Wait, I forgot. The magic of the kiss I gave her earlier works only after the first release. Although I'm sure that wasn't the only release I'm going to have, I'm not sure the effect will last for very long. But her words once again melted my mind, as well as breathe more fire into my raging lust.



I had never been so turned on in my life.

" Drink it." I said, getting into the swing of things. " Have a taste of what has just filled you up, my pet." I stroked her head gently, as if she was something...mine.