Post by Bitchy Grammar Queen on Aug 15, 2009 23:07:15 GMT -5
Lovely Encounters
Chapter 1: A Beautiful Morning
Chapter 1: A Beautiful Morning
This is not a story about escaping. Nor is it a story about a town named after an internet acronym. It is not a tale of orchestral erotica, triplets, or boxes. It's not even a comedic fantasy, or perhaps about an elementary particle which actually ends up being a two line conversation. No, this is a story about love.
It was a bright, beautiful summer morning. As the day dawned and light peeked in through the space that wasn't covered by the curtains, Alyssa could tell that this was going to be a lovely day. As she listened to the birds chirping outside, she contemplated whether or not she should get up. After all, it was Saturday. Oh, how she loved Saturday; sleeping in was a wonderful thing.
After a few minutes, Alyssa turned to her left, to check the time on her clock. She mouthed the numbers as she read them. Eleven thirty-seven. She loved the way that sounded, especially the seven. However, she knew it was really 10:41, as she had forgotten to set her clock back an hour for daylight saving time, and it was four minutes fast.
She decided to sleep for about fifteen more minutes, but after seven found that she couldn't get back to sleep, so she decided to get up. She pushed down the covers with her legs, fully exposing herself as she had been sleeping naked, as usual. She felt the warmth of the sun shining on her soft skin. Feeling slightly excited, she brought her left hand up to her neck and gently caressed herself, moving down her body slowly, stopping for a few seconds inbetween her legs. It felt wet.
Without looking down, Alyssa brought her hand up to her mouth, and sucked on her index and middle fingers. She knew this taste well; it was the taste of blood. She brought herself to a sitting position, and looked down at herself. The once white sheets she was sitting on were now stained blood red. She felt around some more, further staining her sheets, and rubbed her menstrual blood all over the front of her body, stopping to lick some off her fingers every once in a while.
As she touched herself and moaned with pleasure, her eye caught something from across the room. Alyssa stared down a fish for a few seconds, and then with a smile on her face, came up with an idea. With her fingers still in her bloody vagina, she got up and walked across the room, blood dripping down her leg and all over the floor. With her right hand, she grabbed the octopus that had been hiding in the corner of the fish tank. She liked that word, octopus. Oc-to-pus, she repeated in her head. I love the way that sounds, she thought.
She carefully pulled it out, making sure to get a good feel of it. Still alive, it wrapped its sexy, slimy tentacles around Alyssa's fingers. She wondered if what she was about to do would make her a lesbian, as it was a female octopus. As she walked back to her bed, she gently rubbed her breasts with the octopus, covering them with cold octopus slime and water.
Alyssa lied back down on her now red and white bed sheets, octopus around one hand, and vagina around the other. She rubbed her stomach with the octopus hand until the octopus came loose, while feeling around with the other, letting out more blood. She brought her right hand up to her mouth, first licking across it, and then sticking her fingers inside and sucking them, tasting that nice, cold octopus juice. She then licked each finger one at a time, coating them in saliva, while tasting more of the octopus, and then repeated this with her left hand, this time tasting her blood. Meanwhile, the octopus was trying to move around on top of her, gently tickling her with its tentacles, making her stomach wet and slimy.
While playing with her breasts and rubbing octopus slime and saliva onto them with one hand, she pushed the octopus lower with the other, until it reached her vulva. She rubbed the sticky octopus slime all over herself, and then tried to push the octopus into her pussy. Alyssa could feel the now bloody tentacles moving around inside her as she moved the octopus around, it gently caressing the inside and outside of her.
As the octopus moved its tentacles all around inside her vagina, she became wetter and wetter, covering the octopus in her juices. Very aroused, Alyssa pulled out the octopus and sucked on its tentacles, tasting a mixture of octopus slime, her blood, and her vaginal juices. It was unlike anything she'd ever tasted before, but she definitely liked it.
While licking the rest off her fingers, Alyssa stuck the octopus back onto and into her vagina. Screaming in pleasure, she let the octopus feel around some more, until she came all over it.
It was then that she heard a knock on her door.
