Monster Sex Stories (24 page)

Lisandra
closed her eyes, remembering all the times she’d taken Galen
into her mouth, willingly, sucking him over and over, making him cry
out, teasing him until he begged her to let him come.

And
then it came to Lisandra; the only control she had here was her sex,
her power with her mouth and her hands. Her eyes flew open, looking
up at the Minotaur. Could she use this as a bargaining chip? Could
she tease him like she had Galen? Make him beg and then make him
agree to release her?

With
nothing to lose, she began sucking the Minotaur, working him further
into her mouth, swirling her tongue over him. She tried to pull back,
to bob her head, but he snorted, looking down at her, holding her
head still.

Instead
she tilted her head back, relaxing, letting him thrusting into her
further. He looked down, frowning, cocking his head to the side, but
he willingly forced his cock further into her mouth, hitting the back
of her throat. She gagged but kept him in her mouth, sucking as best
she could.

She
reached out then, running her hands up his massive thighs. He
twitched away at her touch but she slid her hands up his inner
thighs, taking the massive shaft of his cock in her hands. There was
so much of it that could never fit in her mouth and she wrapped both
hands around it, stroking it in time with his thrusts, twisting her
hands, sliding them up and down the thick shaft.

He
grunted again, looking down at her. She met his gaze and held it,
watching him as he watched her, his cock sliding in and out of her
mouth and now, her small hands wrapped around his gigantic cock. An
unreadable look crossed his ugly face and then he was panting,
thrusting hard into her mouth.

Lisandra
reached down, grabbing one of his balls, rolling and fondling it in
her hand. And her touch he threw his head back, bellowing loudly. He
gripped her head with both hands, grunting with each thrust, almost
frantically pushing himself at her.

As
he thrust, Lisandra felt his cock swell, felt it grow impossibly hard
in her mouth. And then he was coming, the first massive spurt almost
choking her. She panicked, pounding her fists against his thighs,
retching against his cock. He looked down, pulling himself from her
mouth, holding his cock in his hand as he continued coming, his hot
seed flooding over her face, running down her chest, dripping off her
hard nipples.

The
Minotaur dropped to his knees in front of Lisandra, his cock still in
his hands, creamy liquid dribbling from the end. He looked at her,
his mouth open, breathing hard.

“
What
did you do? How did you know to do that?” He was gasping, his
eyes locked with hers.

“
I
may have been a virgin, but I did other things of pleasure with a
man.” She wiped her mouth on the back of her hand.

The
Minotaur looked at her for a moment and then rose. He held out his
hand to her.

“
Come.
There is something you should see.”

Lisandra
hesitated, then took his hand. He led her to the stone in the center
of the courtyard. She saw there were inscriptions and carvings, worn
smooth by time and the elements. Each panel showed the Minotaur,
along with other figures. Some images depicted the Minotaur with
naked women, engaged in sex with them in all manner of positions.
Others showed the Minotaur with a massive spear, the ground before
him littered with the small bodies of dead men.

“
This
is the story of how I came to be. Of how I was cursed, how I was
brought here, tied to this God forsaken maze. It tells that each year
I am to be presented with a virgin or I am committed to exact revenge
on the kingdom.” He pointed to the panel at the top of the
stone.

“
And
it shows this.”

It
showed a sun shape, rays extending from horizon to horizon. In the
carving, there was a naked pair, a woman and a man, the maze in
flames behind them. She looked at the inscription but it was not in
any language she knew. She looked up at the Minotaur.

“
If
I am given a virgin who is not a virgin, who knows without knowing, I
shall be free.” He turned to her.

“
I
had no idea what that meant. It made no sense. Until now.” He
put his hands on her shoulders, his eyes meeting hers, his gaze
searching her face.

“
You
are the virgin who isn’t a virgin; the one who knows without
knowing.”

She
shook her head, not understanding. He pointed at the image.

“
The
final image is of me, and now I believe you, leaving this maze in
flames, under the rays of the morning sun.” He looked down at
her.

“
I
am just as cursed as you are; we are both here against our will. And
the only way I’ve ever known to break the curse is to be sent a
virgin who has something, knowledge, some kind of a power, that none
of the others have possessed.

“
Let
me tell you what has happened to the countless other virgins who have
been sent to me. Several died of fright at the mere sight of me. Most
just gave up, letting me use their bodies until they were broken and
exhausted and I tossed them aside. Their bodies dissolved into the
ground, just as your robe did.” He took a deep breath.

“
Not
one of these girls knew what was happening to them, what I was doing
to them, nor had any idea what they could do to me, of the power that
they all had. You seem to know all this, but how?”

Lisandra
looked at the Minotaur, frowning. “I have a man, Galen, the
love of my life, in my village. I’ve…done things with
him, to him…and he to me. All except that one thing that would
have kept me from being sent here. That would have kept me from you.”

The
Minotaur took her by the shoulders. “That must be it. You have
discovered the power that every woman has, the sexual power inherent
in every woman. But why you? Why have you discovered this and no
other woman?”

Lisandra
sighed. “Girls in my village are expected to be virgins until
they marry, then give themselves to their husbands. No one talks
about the pleasure of sex, no one.” She shrugged. “I
discovered with Galen how much I loved the pleasure he could create
in my body. And I found out how much pleasure I could give him, with
my hands, my mouth…”

Lisandra
looked down, feeling her face flush. “I’ve never thought
about it, other than I was the only girl I knew who felt like this. I
thought there was something wrong with me.” She looked up at
the Minotaur. “And I kept it a secret, knowing I’d be
looked at as a fallen woman, a whore, cast aside in my village. And
Galen kept my secret, because he loved me.”

The
Minotaur looked from her to the standing stone. “Lisandra,
would you be willing to replicate every scene on this stone? To let
me do to you what each image depicts?”

She
looked at the stone. There were dozens of images, each with the
Minotaur taking a woman, each showing some depiction of him having
sex.

“
We’ve
done the first two, I’ve taken your virginity. And you’ve
taken me in your mouth.” The Minotaur pointed to the stone. “I
follow the same pattern with each virgin. But, as I’ve told
you, none have had any idea of what to expect, or what to do. Some of
the things would require your true consent, not by force.” He
then he dropped his head, lowering his voice.

“
And
I hurt some of them, out of frustration or just carelessness. They
wouldn’t respond, wouldn’t talk or help themselves.”
He shook his head, his horns catching the sun.

“
And
for them, I feel regret.” He lifted his face to Lisandra. “I
will try to not hurt you.” He touched her face, gently tracing
her cheek. “I can be gentle.”

Lisandra
looked at him and then the stone. She closed her eyes briefly. Then,
she looked directly at the Minotaur.

“
Tell
me your name. How were you called before you were turned into a
Minotaur?”

He
looked at her, wide-eyed. “I was called Will.” He looked
over her head. “No one has called me that in centuries.”

“
Will.
I like that.” For the first time in weeks, Lisandra smiled. “If
this…” she waved her hand at the stone “…will
get us out of here, then I’m willing to give it a try.”

She
almost cried at the look of hope on Will’s face. He took her
hands, holding them briefly to his lips. She felt his hot breath on
her hands, the coarse hairs of his mouth brushing against her skin.
But instead of revulsion and disgust, she felt hope as well.

Will
made good on his promise to do everything to her the stones depicted.
He positioned her on her hands and knees, covering her as a bull
would a cow in the field. She took his cock fully into her body,
gasping as he thrust into her. She felt him reach between her legs,
finding her clit, rubbing it hard as he stretched and filled her with
his length and girth.

They
came together, Will bellowing, Lisandra crying out beneath him as he
held her hips, filling her with his hot seed. She jerked in his hands
as he held her, as the pleasure in her body filled her and then
slowly seeped away.

It
grew dark and still he continued, each position carved in his memory,
knowing which came next. He held her against his body as he kneeled
on the ground, his hands on her hips as he pushed her down on his
cock. Lisandra wrapped her arms around his shaggy neck, hanging on as
he rocked his hips upward, forcing himself further into her than she
could ever have dreamed.

She
straddled his hips as he lay on the grass, riding him hard, slamming
her body down on his massive cock, facing him, her hands on his
chest, the dark shrouding his face from her, feeling him shuddering
beneath her, hearing him cry out as he came.

He
took her standing, easily holding her weight as thrust into her. He
took her standing from behind, as she braced herself against the
standing stone, her fingers digging into the rock, feeling the
carvings beneath them, feeling them pressed against her face.

Lisandra
lost track of time. She was gasping, her body shuddering and
convulsing in orgasm after orgasm, as Will continued taking her,
filling her over and over with his hot seed. She could feel it
running down her legs when she stood. But still he kept taking her,
still there was another way he knew to fill her, another carving’s
instructions to follow.

The
sky was a pale gray when Will rolled away from her. He threw himself
on the grass beside her, his chest heaving from his last orgasm. He’d
placed her flat on the ground and entered her from behind, holding
his body above hers, careful not to crush her, but it was still
punishing as he thrust into her, bellowing above her once more as he
came, as she clutched the grass, tearing it from the earth, another
orgasm tearing through her.

She
was till on her stomach, eyes closed, body totally exhausted. She
heard Will stirring on the grass, felt him moving. She wasn’t
sure she could take another encounter with him, that her body would
accept his cock one more time. Taking a deep breath, she pushed
herself up on her knees, her eyes closed, head hanging low. And then
Will spoke.

“
Open
your eyes, Lisandra. Look at me.” Lisandra did as she was told.
The light was soft and pearl gray, the first pink tinges of a
glorious sunrise visible over the edge of the shrubbery.

“
What
do you see? Tell me what I am to you.”

Lisandra
looked up at him, standing before her. She looked over his body, the
body of a beautiful, powerful man. Her eyes traveled up to his face.
She gasped.

“
You
are a beautiful man,” she breathed. She stood, reaching out to
touch his cheek. It was smooth, soft warm skin. She met his eyes.
They were deep brown, looking down at her. His hair was dark brown,
wavy and long. She ran her hand through it, winding her fingers in
the soft strands.

“
You
are beautiful.” She threw her arms around his neck, holding him
against her. She felt his arms wrap around her body, pressing him
against his flesh. His lips found hers, a searing kiss that claimed
not only her lips, but her soul.

And
then, as the first rays of the sun struck it, the standing stone in
the courtyard exploded in fire. Lisandra gasped and Will grabbed her
hand, pulling her toward the opening in the courtyard that would lead
them to the outside. He ran quickly through the shrubbery, the thorns
in the foliage tearing at Lisandra’s skin. She looked back,
watching the center of the of the maze burn, the flames licking at
the shrubs, moving toward the edge of the maze.