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 Disclaimer and Legal stuff.

   1.  My Pen Name - Veronica Kerr - is purely fictitious.  2.  This and
other works are intended for adults only,

   and not for any person under the age of 18.  3.  Some are fiction, and
some true stories, The fiction is

   my own work, and the true stories are published with

   the full consent of the person/persons involved.  4.  The rights to
redistribute this story by electronic or

   other means for non-profit purposes is freely granted,

   provided it is distributed intact, including this notice.  5. 
Distribution of this, or any of my work for profit, either

   complete, or modified in any way, will result in legal action.

   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
likely to be offended by some of the content, then read on, otherwise leave
this page now.  Veronica.
Theme: True story - personal experience

   The Dream.

   I was walking along a deserted beach, I've no idea where it was though
it was obviously tropical as it was very hot and the fauna was mainly palms
and such.  Suddenly the sand under my feet began to feel softer.  The
further I walked, the softer it became, and sort of slippery, though
nothing else changed - the heat from the sun remained constant.  After
about another twenty metres or so, my feet seemed to sink into the sand up
to my ankles with each step, a bit like walking through mud.  I stopped and
stood still for a moment, just to see if I sank any deeper, but I just
stayed ankle deep, then I thought I felt movement underfoot, like something
touching my feet.

   Then all around me I could see something moving under the sand - small
movements, and all starting to move towards me.  I wasn't really nervous,
more curious, but thought I'd move on, but as I went to take another step,
something slid around my left ankle, holding it firmly.  I took a step with
my right foot with the intention of shifting my weight and pulling my left
foot free, but as I put my right foot down, the same thing happened to that
ankle, leaving me standing there in the middle of the beach stuck by the
feet in the sand.  There was no sign of anyone else for miles, and I
realised what else was missing, there were no seagulls, or in fact, life of
any other kind - just me, and complete silence.

   I was standing one foot in front of the other, which made it difficult
to keep my balance, and I didn't want to fall over as I didn't know what
was coiled round my ankles and give whatever it was a chance to trap me
completely, so I tried to turn, and found I was able to twist my body
sideways so that I was able to stand comfortably with my legs apart about
one step spacing.  There was more and more movement all around me now, and
the things holding my ankles began to slide further up my legs.  I looked
down and saw they were like octopus tentacles, but without suckers
underneath and just a single sucker on the ends, and more starting to
appear around my feet.  I don't know why, but for some reason I didn't feel
the least bit frightened, although I should have been, but more curious as
to why they had trapped me.

   They continued sliding up my legs until they reached my bum, where they
probed me all around, front and back, but as they weren't hurting me at all
so I didn't get scared.  They seemed to be examining my body, especially my
clitty, the suckers pulling at it every time they reached it.  It actually
felt quite nice in a strange sort of way, so I was a little bit
disappointed when they stopped touching me there to continue up my body. 
They reached my breasts and began touching me all around them, making my
nipples begin to stand out and make me start to feel very horny.  Then they
both slid up to my nipples, almost as though they knew they were standing
out, and the suckers began to suck on them, making me bite on my lip to
stop crying out - it felt so nice.

   As they did I could feel many more of them moving up my legs and looking
down I saw dozens of them rising from the sand all around my feet.  They
felt slippery as they slid up my legs and then they were all over my body,
sliding, probing, and sucking at every part of me.  I closed my eyes and
relaxed my whole body, not caring now what they did to me.  I let my legs
go limp so I could part them more, and there were so many squirming all
over me that I just stayed upright.  They were inside me as well now,
probing, tickling, and sucking at my clitty until I started to cum - and
cum - and cum, over and over.  I started to feel exhausted now, but still
they kept on relentlessly, making me cum again and again, until I knew I
couldn't take much more because I'd just pass out with ecstacy.

   I was still cumming when I woke up with one hand between my legs and the
other on my breasts, and realised it had all been a dream.  But wow, what a
dream - it was the most erotic dream I'd ever had, but what brought it on
I've no idea.  It's not as if I was frustrated or anything, but I'd been
watching a movie with a similar theme recently where the heroine was
repeatedly fucked helplessly by many limbed alien creatures, so maybe that
was still lurking in my subconscious mind.  I have to admit the movie
really did make me wet between the legs and I imagined myself there instead
of her - just goes to show what goes on in a girls mind I guess, especially
a sex mad girl like me who's game for just about anything.  I certainly
hope I have more dreams like that because I know it's the only way girls
like me ever get to experience our fantasies.

   Veronica.