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   First - an introduction from the author...  I have been writing erotic
stories for several years, and in addition, I have compiled other true
stories from both personal acquaintances, and also pen pals.  The true
stories are obvious, and the fiction is my own work.  I have not shied away
from any theme, so, the bottom line is If you are over 18, and are not
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Theme: Fiction

   Octopus Cave by Veronica Kerr.

   Annette was diving alone today, her boyfriend had to work leaving her to
entertain herself, not that she minded time alone, as it gave her the
opportunity to indulge in her favourite pastime, masturbation.  She had
always been very highly sexed, ever since discovering sex during puberty,
and it didn't take very much to get her aroused, and once she was, then
fulfillment became a necessity for her.  She decided to go snorkelling
along the mediteranean coast where she lived, near Nice.  Swimming
leisurely along the coast watching the fish, she found her mind straying
(as usual) towards sex, and getting a little aroused, and looked along the
rock face for a suitable place to rest - and maybe a little relief.  She
hadn't been this far along before, no beaches here, or any sign of other
people except passing boats.  As she rounded a rocky headland, following
the rock face, and looking through the crystal clear water, she spotted a
cave entrance about a metre below the surface.  She knew she shouldn't
enter somewhere like that without a buddy (diving partner in case of
emegencies), but what the hell, she was a very experienced diver, and dived
alone on numerous occasions, so without hesitation, she decided to explore.

   All she really had to worry about were moray eels, which had been known
to attack divers without any provocation.  There was also the risk of
losing her way in the dark caves, but as she carried a torch and a speargun
along with the usual divers knife on her calf, she threw caution to the
wind, and taking a breath she dived swiftly to the entrance which was
almost two metres in diameter, and shone the torch warily around.  No sign
of anything dangerous here, she thought to herself, only the usual small
brightly coloured fish nibbling at the flowing seaweed and not even
bothering to scatter at her approach.  She ventured into the cave a couple
of metres or so, and as she did the torch went out.  Being too experienced
to panic, she looked ahead into the darkness and saw a glimmer of light
about another three or four metres ahead.  Turning her attention back to
the torch she flicked the switch off and on again and the torch burst into
life, but by this time she was feeling the need to take a breath and turned
to the cave entrance, swiftly flipping out and back up to the surface.

   She could stay down for nearly 4 minutes on a good day, having spent her
youth freediving with the other local kids, so taking a good breath she
turned and dived back to the entrance again, determined this time to
investigate the light she had seen.  Following the cave wall she reached
the end of the cave, which appeared to be just a passage leading to a much
larger cavern.  As she swam she felt something nibbling at her legs, and
shining the torch down she saw several small slim and agile fish, about 9
or 10 cms long like cleaner-fish, sucking at her legs and tickling her, and
adding to the arousal she was feeling already.  Shooing them away she
flipped out of the cave and up toward the light source, in a few seconds
breaking the surface of an underground cavern, and looking up she could see
that the source of the light was an opening in the rock face about five or
six metres above her.  The cavern was around thirty metres across and
virtually circular, consisting of a huge pool from wall to wall with an
outcrop of smooth rock about three metres wide and jutting out from the
wall about a metre near the far side.

   Taking a mental note of the position of the entrance she had just left,
she swam leisurely across to the rock, slipping easily onto it and sitting
down to rest and take in her surroundings.  She decided to strip off her
snorkel gear and place it on the outcrop while she slid back into the water
to check out the cavern.  As she swam around the outcrop she found the
sides to be almost vertical and as smooth as the top, and looking below the
surface the sides went down far beyond her view.  Climbing back onto the
rock she sat with her legs dangling in the water as she smoothed her hair
off her face.  As she sat there in the silence, she thought of her
boyfriend hard at work, and closed her eyes imagining what they'd be
getting up to if he were with her.  She took off her bikini and began
touching her breasts with her fingertips, then gently down her belly,
getting hornier by the minute.

   Suddenly she felt the nibbling at her feet and legs again like she felt
in the tunnel, and looking down she saw the fish around her again.It felt
nice - a pleasant tickling sensation, so this time she decided not to drive
them away.  The sensations were making her feel hornier than ever, and she
found herself wondering what it would feel like all over.  "No-one will
ever know" she thought to herself, and feeling a little decadent, she
slipped naked into the water, and within seconds they were around her
again, dozens of them this time, nibbling her body all over, like being
touched by dozens of fingertips all at once.  Gripping the top of the rock
she closed her eyes allowing the fish to nibble at her breasts and nipples,
and lifting her knees against the rock, she opened her legs as wide as she
could so they had full access to her.  They plucked at her pubic hair as if
it were seaweed, nibbling at, and all around her clitoris and anus until
she knew she had to masturbate as it was too gentle to make her cum.

   Moving her legs down again to climb back onto the rock, she felt
something different gently touching her leg above the knee, and looking
down she could see a small octopus just below her, clinging to the side of
the rock and gingerly feeling its way up her leg with an inquisitive
tentacle.  She lifted her head for a breath, holding onto the rock edge,
the fish still nibbling at her body for all they were worth.  The tentacle
was tickling her inner thigh, creeping higher and soon joined by more.  "Oh
my god", she thought, "I can't believe this is really happening to me.  I
should stop but it's so nice and the octopus is too small to hurt me
anway".

   She felt more tentacles now on her legs, so closing her eyes she parted
her legs allowing the tentacles to feel her at will.  She was beginning to
wish she had stayed on the top of the rock now as she desperately wanted to
cum, but couldn't let go of the rock to reach down and masturbate.  She
spread her legs wide as she could, moaning silently to herself as the
tentacles reached the top of her inner thighs and began probing her.  A
couple of them were feeling and tickling her lower belly and she lifted her
knees a little more, gasping out loud as one of them began to slide inside
her while the suckers on another seemed to pluck at her clitoris.  " Oh
god, oh god, I'm going to cum" she thought, hardly daring to breathe now in
case they stopped.  As she lifted her legs as high as she could without
losing her grip on the rock, she could feel more tentacles circling her
body, one attempting to penetrate her anus as she writhed in pleasure her
eyes tightly shut now and oblivious to everything now except her
desperation to orgasm.  Tentacles were all over her now, even her breasts
and shoulders plucking at her nipples as though they knew what to do, until
writhing in ecstacy she began to cum.  Again and again she orgasmed but
still the probing and sucking went on until she felt she couldn't possibly
cum any more, feeling totally shattered.

   She opened her eyes to see several octopusses around her now, their
tentacles all over her and inside her, still wriggling and sucking at her
body and she suddenly she realised that if she didn't break free soon then
she would be pulled under with the sheer weight of them.  She felt drained
by now but the continuing manipulation of the tentacles began to bring her
off yet again.  She had never felt so nice in all her life, and the thought
that this could happen was beyond belief.  Her will was gone and she was
cumming again, and as she did her hands slipped from the rock surface and
she took a deep breath as she slid below the surface, still in the throes
of orgasm and covered inside and out with tentacles.  As it subsided again
she knew that this breath would be her last if she didn't snap out of it,
so frantically she began pulling the tentacles off her body until the only
one left was inside her.  Reluctantly she pulled it out and kicked back
toward the surface, and pulling herself nearly exhausted onto the rock she
sat for a few minutes to get her breath back, closing her eyes and running
her hands over her breasts and belly - even now feeling a little horny
again as she re-lived the experience of the last few minutes.

   She opened her eyes again, stood up, and reaching for her things, put
her gear back on and dived back in to the tunnel entrance, swimming swiftly
through and out into the open sea again.  She climbed onto a rock and
examined her body, finding small round marks all over her.  She lifted her
bikini top and felt her breasts, a little tender around the nipples but
fine apart from that so no lasting problems as the marks were already
beginning to fade from her body, so by the time she got back to her beach
there should be no sign of them (thank goodness).  She swam leisurely back
thinking to herself that she would be a regular visitor to her secret cave,
as it was a chance in a million of anyone else discovering it the way she
had.  She could hardly wait until tomorrow.
   End.