Well, it finally happened. I had a tentacle dream. After two tentacle dildos, I finally had a dream with naughty tentacles. My husband’s naughty tentacles, to be exact. Yes, for some reason, my brain concocted a vision of my hubby with tentacles for legs. I have no idea what I had before bed, but this is one of the strangest dreams I’ve had. Not that I’m complaining. ~_^

To tell you the truth, I haven’t just had one tentacle-hubby dream; I’ve had two. I don’t remember much of them, but I’ve woken up wet from both.

I wish I had written the first one down. I know it was good. All I can remember is him holding me, though, and his tentacles slithering around and filling each hole.

I don’t think that dream was provoked by anything. The second one probably was. We watched a show on NatGeo about “Invader Squids” and another show about hunting for giant squid.

The second dream wasn’t much. At least, I don’t remember much of it. His bottom half wasn’t all tentacles this time. He still had his penis under all the tentacles. I remember a tentacle sliding down the front of my body and into my vagina while a smaller tentacle slid into my rear. Then he slid his penis in while both tentacles were in.

I love dreamland. ^-^ What I wouldn’t give for a werewolf-hubby dream.

If you’re craving some sexy tentacle action of your own, check out my reviews to see if any of those guys slither their way into your heart ( and other areas ~_^)