Mia was born in Thailand, her mother was Thai and her father was American. Her parents left her immediately after birth, having left for the United States, so she raised her friend to her mother. She was beautiful, dark hair, short in stature, well built, like all metiski. Her business was the maintenance of a small brothel in the resort town of Pattaya, where there were many wealthy Europeans. Business gave her enough money so that she could try many pleasures, however, without lingering for a long time on any of them.

It was a quiet tropical evening, and Mia reclined in a wicker chair on the open veranda of the house. Footsteps were heard, and one of the girls entered. She began with enthusiasm to tell how one girl showed her a new kind of entertainment - sex with a small octopus. Actually, the octopus was almost immobile, and only stuck to the outer lips of her pussy with their suckers. It was mainly excited by the unusualness of such entertainment.

Mia suddenly felt a growing excitement, as if growing a warm ball in the abdomen. However, she suppressed him and at ease ending the conversation, went to sleep. Left alone, for some reason she returned to the idea of ​​trying this new entertainment.

The next morning she spent the morning at the fish market, where she bought, under some pretext, from a fisherman a small octopus, alive, placed in a clay-covered basket. Returning home, she closed the patio doors with a small pool, and plunged the basket into the water. The octopus slowly, reluctantly emerged from its shelter. Mia lifted the basket out of the water, and went into the house, undressing along the way. Then she took a shower with an aromatic oil with a strong musk odor. It was supposed to attract an octopus, as the girl said.

Mia slowly sank into the pool water. She was all burning in the premonition of something unknown and forbidden. The octopus began to show signs of interest, his movements became fast, he changed his former pale pink color to crimson, and began, in describing circles, approaching Mia. Then he touched her, felt her body, and suddenly braided her with his tentacles. She stood to the waist in the water, head thrown back and eyes closed. The octopus stretched out all over the surface of the water, its tentacles, shuddering, touched her pubis, penetrated between her legs, twisted her hips, gently sticking to her pinking skin.

In a fit of passion, she fell to the surface of the water, spread her legs wide, grabbed an octopus tentacle and introduced him between the passion-burning lips of her pussy. She felt an incomparable sensation of how the tentacle sticks to one of the walls of the aisle, pulses and penetrates deeper and deeper. The octopus shrank all over and began, slowly pulsing, to penetrate deeper and deeper, pushing the entrance apart. Mia felt his soft, pliable body as a part of herself, so tightly it filled her. A barely restrained cry of passion escaped her deaf low moan. The octopus, with its ability to penetrate the narrowest gaps between the stones, penetrated further, firmly adhering to the walls of the vagina. Finally, from the flushed entrance of her pussy, trembling convulsively to the beat of his movements, only one of his tentacles was shown, which, like an amazing phallus, stirred and swayed between her legs. Suddenly, she felt such a rush of bliss from which her eyes rolled up and seemed to be circling in her head. His round body squeezed deep into the uterus, pushing its walls apart. She felt like the bottom of her belly is heavy, and she begins to swell before her eyes. This instant "pregnancy" scared but also delighted her. Suddenly, the octopus squeezed into a single lump, pulling in a protruding tentacle, which, slipping on the lips of her pussy and causing a strong shudder in her body, disappeared inside her. Mia felt a lump twist inside her, as deep as any man could penetrate.The explosion of light in her head, which accompanied her stormy orgasm, shook her, she screamed, beat in the water, and he sucked deeper into the walls of her uterus with her suckers.

When Mia came to herself, cleared her throat (she almost choked), she suddenly felt that her lover had begun her journey back. A delightful feeling pierced her when his folded dusps began to show from her entrance. Finally, they popped out and circled on her pubic hair like a huge red flower, slowly tangling and unraveling. She rose to look at herself like that. The octopus, suddenly twisting, fell out, plopping into the water. From Mia's wide-open and quivering entrance, thick, transparent mucus was left by him. She came out of the water, and went into the shower, on the way thinking that she had a new hobby, which for a while will replace the others.