Shifters, Beasts, and Monsters (31 page)

“Oh, Leonard. Oh-shit-no…”

“So good.”

He thrust, the head
disappearing into my silken orifice. I gasped and dropped my head, my hair
falling into my face, knowing that more was to come. This was only the tip of
the iceberg. The wetness of my pussy was shocking. My clit flooded with
excitement, engorging instantly to a fat little nub, which throbbed distractingly,
demanding beastly satisfaction. Lifting my bottom, I rose to meet him, waiting
for the moment when he would slide in completely, filling me to my cervix.

Chapter Two

“Good pussy. Good.”

And, then it happened. He
drove inward; massaging me with that soft, yet firm cock, thrilling me to the
core. A rush of pleasure had me groaning.

“Oh, Leonard!” I didn’t want
him to be gentle. “Fuck me, hard!” He obliged by sliding in and out, rubbing
the length of the veined shaft inside my slick passage. “Oh, God, yes!” I was
being used, and I loved it. With each stroke I could feel the pressure
building, gathering for a momentous release. My body was already trembling,
little tingles surging and pulsing within me.

“Nice pussy,” he groaned.

The entire length of him
slid into me, pounding against my womb. I could feel him in my stomach, the
internal massage encouraging a swift response. I shuddered then, knowing I
would not be able to hold it off another second.

“Leonard!”

“Pretty girl, pretty girl.
Yes!”

I gasped as wave after wave
of sensation coursed through my system, bringing with it a gut-clenching burst
of pleasure, so intense I bit my lip, tasting blood. My bottom rose up to meet
his thrusts, as that lengthy cock worked itself in and out. He knew I had climaxed,
and he eased out, popping free with a wet, squishing sound. I turned to face
him, knowing he wanted me to suck him off. Grasping his wet cock, I marveled at
its paleness, the length riddled with hidden veins. It smelled faintly of my
pussy.

“Suck, Leonard. Yes,” he
breathed. His blackened fingertip touched my cheek. “Good girl. Suck me.”

Closing my lips around him,
I worked aggressively, drawing on him with noisy sounds. He filled my mouth to
capacity, and yet, I still managed to get a great deal of him in. Sliding to
the back of my throat, I gagged on the monster cock, a deluge of saliva
dripping from the corners of my mouth. I licked the sides of the shaft to the
balls, which were heavy looking, hanging low between his hairy thighs. He
massaged his cock, his thumb moving over the tip, while I grasped the balls,
feeling their weight.

“Oh, good. Sooo good.”

They were surprisingly
hairless and round, the sacs warm and soft. I laved each thoroughly, wetting
them with my saliva. I tried to get one into my mouth, but I could only swallow
half of it. These sacs held his sperm, and, when he finally squirted, a flood
of cream would gush from him, soaking me completely. The sheer volume of the
release had been overwhelming, but I knew what to expect now. I licked my way
to the rounded tip, gently nibbling on the spongy quality of his crown.

“Nice, Porsche. Nice.”

I glanced at him, mildly
surprised. He’d never said my name before, and it sounded utterly bizarre
coming from the deep vocal chords of this mysterious creature. His black eyes
glimmered, as he stared at me, while the harsh features of his face softened. A
portion of his pink tongue flicked out briefly over his lips. I sucked noisily
on the end of his cock, waiting for him to spew his juices all over me.

“Ooohh…gurrrrrr…good!”

And then it happened, as I
had expected. The force of his climax opened the small hole in the center of
his penis, sending a dousing stream of snowy-white fluid into the air. He
groaned and pointed the end at my face, squirting my mouth, forehead, and
cheeks. I had to close my eyes, because it was as if someone had released a
garden hose.

“Grrroarrrr…nice girl…nice…”

He sprayed my breasts, the
milky residue dripping from my nipples and wetting my tummy. I shivered from
the sudden cold, as the semen quickly turned to room temperature. Leonard
collapsed on the bed, making the mattress creak. I snatched the towel from the
floor and wiped myself dry, but the sperm began to itch where it had dried. I
knew from experience that it would eventually harden and flake off in bits. The
ape-man reached for me and drew me next to him, his large furry arm resting
over my abdomen. I snuggled into him and sighed.

We hadn’t slept long when a
pounding on the door woke me.

“Get up! We got trouble!”

Leonard sprang from the bed
with surprising agility, while I reached for the edge of the blanket, drawing
it over me.

Maggy was in the room
looking frazzled and wild-eyed. “We got company. They’re searchin’ for the
girls. We gotta pack up and get outta here for a while.”

Oh, God. They’re
searching for us!

She pointed at me. “Don’t
let her outta your sight.”

Leonard grunted and opened a
drawer in a bleached oak dresser. Clothing was thrown my way, and I dressed in
a shabby purple t-shirt. I wore the same underwear and shorts I had on for
days. They needed to be washed, but now wasn’t the time. Lacing up my hiking
shoes, I was given an old backpack. Maggy had one on as well. A rickety type of
two-wheeled cart held the chickens, bedding, and tin boxes filled with food items
and other unknown things. Within ten minutes we were on a thin path, walking
away from the hidden cabin. The goat was attached to the wagon by a short rope.
Leonard pulled the cart behind him easily, stomping through the forest.

The heat was oppressive
today, forcing me to pile my long blonde hair on top of my head, holding it in
place with a hair tie. The trek was surprisingly smooth, as we followed a
distinct path further into the mountain. I was exhausted from having wandered
around the forest all of last night, trying to escape from Bigfoot’s clutches.
Where were Leslie and Shelly right now? What was happening to them? Or did I
want to know?

A helicopter sounded
overhead, forcing us off the trail. My heart pounded in my chest praying for a
rescue, but as the minutes ticked by, the noise drifted away. The thought that
people were searching for me would have been a comfort, but, with every step, I
distanced myself from any possible rescue. We walked for hours, until the sun
began to lower and the shadows in the forest became more pronounced. My stomach
growled with hunger, and my legs ached.

“We might be far enough for
today,” said Maggy, as she wiped her forehead with a faded red bandana. “I’m
starvin’. We should make camp near the water.”

“Yes. Camp. Food.”

Leonard rolled the cart to
the edge of the creek and lowered the handles to the ground. The goat gaited
over to the flowing brook and took a sip. It was a relief to drop the heavy
backpack. It landed with a thud at my feet.

“I need to clean up.” Maggy
dunked the bandana into the water and washed her face and hands.

I joined her at the stream
and did the same. The cool water felt heavenly.

That night, we sat on
blankets before a small fire and ate dried jerky and vegetables. Maggy had
plucked the carrots from the ground before we left, and we ate them after
washing them in the creek. Exhausted, I craved sleep, and, when Leonard drew me
to him, I felt utterly comfortable in the arms of my ape lover, falling into a
comatose slumber.

Early in the morning, we
were packed and ready to head out. I had bathed in the stream and washed my
panties, which were slightly damp when I put them on again. As the day
progressed, the denseness of the forest seemed to close in around us. Large
stones were covered in moss, creating walls of vibrant green as far as the eye
could see. I assumed Maggy and Leonard knew where they were going, because they
seemed to stop and reassess their progress often. Few words were spoken, as we
trudged on deeper into the mystifying region that Bigfoot called home.

It was near nightfall when I
heard strange noises in the distance. As we neared, a rhythmic, thumping grew
louder, echoing oddly in the forest. It sounded like drumbeats. Was this some
sort of Indian tribe? Maggy smiled broadly, clearly anticipating whomever we
were about to encounter. Leonard quickened his steps, the cart bouncing behind
him, while the chickens in their cages protested with a cacophony of clucking.

We came to a small clearing,
where a series of manmade huts had been erected. A shout rang out, and ape-like
creatures suddenly surrounded us. They bared their teeth and pointed spears, in
a bid to protect their territory. To my surprise, a white woman appeared. She
approached Maggy with a huge, gap-toothed smile.

“Sister!” The women hugged
each other. “What brings you here? Is somethin’ wrong?”

“They’re lookin’ for the
girls. We gotta hide out for a while until the searching stops.”

The woman eyed me. “That’s a
pretty one.”

“She’s gotta be watched.
She’s a sneaky little shit.”

“Yes, ma’am. Ours tried to
run this mornin’, but we got her.”

This conversation suddenly
had my full attention. One of my friends was here, either Leslie or Shelly.
There were five other Bigfoots, and they loitered, eyeing me with peculiar
interest. Leonard held me close, growling. This was to assert ownership of his
property, which is what I was to him.

Yeah, his sexual
property.

“Tonight we feast,” said the
woman. She was dressed in a homespun gown that flowed to the ground. Leather
sandals were on her feet. “We were gonna have a little party for the new girl,
but now we got even more reasons to celebrate.”

Maggy sat on a rock. She
glanced at me. “Leonard won’t share her. He’s attached to this one.”

“They always go for the
blondes, don’t they? Dumb apes.”

“She’s got him wrapped
around her little finger. She’s a smart one.”

As if I had any fucking
choice
,
bitch.

The woman approached me; a
strange glimmer was in her eye. Leonard growled, the sound rumbling in his
chest. “Your friend satisfied my boys real good. They took turns with her all
last night. Don’t think the same thing won’t happen to you, honey. Why’d you
think you were taken in the first place?”

She turned and walked away.

Chapter Three

I had to trust that Leonard
would take care of me and not let this horny band of mountain apes gangbang me.
They’d slaughtered a pig, which was roasting on a spit, the smoke drifting
upwards towards the trees. I had yet to see which of my friends was being held
captive, because Leonard and I had retreated to one of the huts. He brought me
food a while later, which was delicious.

Then he’d pointed a black
finger in my face and uttered, “Stay.” He left to join his ape friends.

I wasn’t even going to try
to escape this time. The dangers were too numerous to count, mainly the five
walking carpets outside my door. As the inkiness of night cloaked us in the
shadowy wonder of the forest, I lay on the blankets and stared at the thatched
ceiling of the shelter. The ape-men talked amongst themselves in a bizarre language
punctuated by grunts and shouts.

“No! Stop it!” That was a
female voice.

I sat up and rushed to the
opening of the hut, peering out to the fire, seeing Shelly. She was naked, her
long brown hair falling down her back. Her pale, flawless body glowed in the
flames. She appeared healthy, with no visible bruises or wounds. An enormous
ape led her to an animal pelt that had been placed near the fire pit. I wasn’t
able to see Maggy or her sister, and I assumed they were in another hut. One of
the creatures began to pound on a drum, the sound reverberating around us,
ancient and rhythmic. The big ape forced her to the pelt, holding her down
while she kicked and squirmed.

“No! Don’t do that! Stop!”

Her legs were being spread,
and, a second later, a creature’s face was in her snatch, thrusting his tongue
deep into her pussy.

“No! No!”

The apes gathered, including
Leonard, who stood to the side and watched as the girl was being pleasured.
Black hands touched her breasts, pinching her nipples. From beneath the furry
masses of hair, hard, pale cocks began to lengthen. The pinkness of the
appendages looked out of place on the creature’s dark, matted bodies. Leonard’s
penis stood at eager attention.

“No…” That sounded feeble.
“Stop.”

The creature whose face was
buried in her cunt hadn’t let up fucking her for one minute. Shelly moaned then
and tossed her head to the side. The sensual assault suddenly ended, and she
was lifted off the pelt. An ape lay down with his rigid penis in the air.

“Stop! NO!”

They placed her on the huge
shaft, her pussy sliding easily over him. I watched in fascinated horror, as
oil was poured onto her backside from a type of leather pouch. The drumbeats
continued their seductive, lulling melody; all the while, it was obvious my
friend was being prepared for intercourse with two creatures at the same time.
How one of those monster cocks would fit into an asshole was beyond me. I
shuddered with fear and worry for Shelly, but was not able to tear my eyes away
from the spectacle.

A sexual ballet occurred
before the fire, as Shelly took a cock in her pussy, while another began to
press into her bottom, making her moan loudly. A third cock appeared before her
mouth, and she began to suck on the rounded tip, gagging as it slid deeper into
her throat. Leonard’s dick was in his hands, being manipulated slowly while he
watched. From my vantage point, I could see both pink cocks working her
separate holes. The sight left me shivering and yet oddly warm. Shelly wasn’t
crying out in pain. Instead, she moaned and writhed, sucking the penis
vigorously.

These cocks were hard, yet
pliable, thereby lodging comfortably within small spaces and moving with
relative ease. Shelly seemed to welcome the attention now, readily gagging on
the lengthy tool with abandon.

“Oh, God,” she gasped. “Yes!
Fuck me!”

I was helplessly turned on
by what I was seeing. Maybe, being kidnapped by horny apes had messed with my
head. Perhaps, the moans of pleasure coming from Shelly alleviated my fear that
these monsters were somehow harming her. As my hand drifted into my shorts and
a finger dipped into my wetness, I knew what I needed tonight. The only ape
that I longed for at the moment was Leonard. I lifted the t-shirt over my head
and discarded my shorts and panties. The coolness of the air chilled my pussy,
as the evidence of my arousal dripped from my slit. I stepped from the tent
naked and approached the orgy near the fire, fully realizing that I had just
sent out an open invitation for wild, animalistic sex.

Leonard watched my approach,
his black eyes glinting. Shelly was far too occupied to notice me, and, as I
neared my ape, he reached out and drew me to him, kissing me with his soft,
black lips. His tongue darted into my mouth while his hands drifted down my
back, massaging their way to my buttocks.

“Oh, God, yes! Oh, God!”
screamed Shelly.

“Grrrr….whoarrrrr…” The ape
fucking her ass stiffened suddenly, in the throes of orgasm, as a deluge of
whitened cream began to gush out of her bottom, running down her inner thighs.
It was as if somebody had just poured milk all over her legs.

The cock in her mouth
erupted, squirting her like a fire hose, wetting her face and hair with creamy
fluid. Streams shot over her head, landing on her back. The creature beneath
her soon joined in, moaning loudly as he tossed his head from side to side,
thrusting up into her tight pussy.

“Oh-God-oh-God-fuck-me-you-fucking-ape!”

She shuddered and moaned as
he took her roughly, emptying himself in her, filling her to the brim with his
spunk. They writhed together having reached the summit simultaneously. Shelly
collapsed on his furry chest and sighed. She was covered in sperm from one end
to the other.

Her eyes suddenly found me.
“Porsche! Holy shit!”

“Hi, Shelly.”

Before we were able to talk,
one of the creatures led her away to wash in the stream. She called out, “I’ll
see you later.”

“Yeah.”

Leonard’s finger was in my
pussy, working its way in and out, stimulating me. The muscles in my cunt
throbbed around him, gripping him. He uttered something to his friend, and the
ape lay on the pelt with his cock in the air. I suspected I would be taken the
same way Shelly had been, but to my surprise, Leonard had other ideas.

“Good,” he rasped. “You
here.” He pointed at the ape’s face.

Mildly stunned, but
incredibly aroused, I straddled the Bigfoot and lowered myself to his mouth,
which projected a long, pink tongue that slid into my pussy.

“Oh, God.” It felt hot and
wet inside of me. “Ooohhh…”

My hands were on his matted
belly, my arms holding me up, while from behind, I felt Leonard massaging the
firm globes of my buttocks. I shuddered thinking that his huge cock was going
to fuck my ass, but instead, to my astonishment, I felt his tongue toying with
the puckered edges of my opening. Was he priming me first? It didn’t matter. As
his tongue drove deep into my anus with its heated wetness, I groaned with
pleasure. The other apes watched, their cocks jutting as two of their own laved
me.

“Oh, ooohhh…Leonard…”

The feeling was exquisite.
The sensation of both talented tongues dancing in and out of my holes had me
tingling with bliss. My tummy trembled; every nerve ending seemed to be
overwrought with sensation. The tongue in my ass drove deep. Its soft firmness,
massaged me intimately. The warm feeling flooded me with desire, heightening
the experience to such an extent my body was banging on the door of release.

“Oh, shit! Oh!” I screamed
as the first wave hit, inundating me with pulses of rapturous energy that had
me moaning helplessly. “Oh, fuck-me-Leonard! Oh, my God. Yes!”

They let me ride out my
bliss for long moments, their tongues continuing to seduce my needy orifices.
When the last bit of pleasure drifted away, a change occurred on the pelt. I
found myself impaled by a large cock, driving deep into my pussy, while Leonard’s
dick prodded my bottom. I was going to be taken by two of them at the same
time, and I braced myself for pain. The oil helped ease the passage, but my rim
still smarted, being pushed to its limits by my lover’s large phallus. I
groaned then and would have buried my face in the neck of the creature beneath
me, but a cock appeared demanding to be sucked.

Shelly had returned; an
animal pelt wrapped around her. She appeared to have her own Bigfoot, as he sat
by the fire with her on his lap. They shared food, watching as I serviced three
creatures that drove deep into my openings, groaning and straining for release.
The cock in my mouth demanded satisfaction, and I choked repeatedly while
sucking the veined tool. I didn’t think it was possible to orgasm again so
quickly, but I felt the inklings teasing me. The pressure in my lower anatomy
was incredible. I was being massaged from the inside out by the most
magnificent cocks ever. The soft hardness defied logic, but the effect was
staggering. Slight twinges of pain flared in my bottom, as Leonard grunted,
fucking me senseless.

“Good! Good!” he rasped.

This exacerbated the feeling
of fullness, thereby increasing my pleasure. “Oh, God! Oooohhh…”

“Rrrrooaaarrrr…”

The cock in my mouth
erupted, and a surge of semen poured down my throat, nearly drowning me. The
lightly salty concoction continued to spray wildly, hitting my face and hair.
The warm fluid quickly turned cold, and, if it weren’t for the blazing fire, I
would have shivered.

“Nice ass. Nice,” groaned
Leonard. His fingers dug into my hips as he worked his cock in and out of my
bottom.

I sucked the ape’s dick,
while tiny spurts continued to seep, forcing me to swallow copious amounts of
jizz. Leonard stiffened then, pouring his release deep inside my anal cavity.

“Wrrrrooooaaarrrr!” He
moaned while an abundance of fluid gushed out of my asshole. “Good! Good!” The
tool slid back and forth milking every last ounce of pleasure it could. Wetness
ran down my inner thighs, drenching the ape beneath me. The smell of damp
animal hide filled my lungs along with the smoke from the fire.

I rode the cock beneath me,
driving my pelvis low. The creature gripped my hips, aiding me back and forth.

“Oh! Ooohhhh…shit…”

Throwing my head back, I
moaned as wave after wave of bliss inundated my system, sending me into an
abyss of pleasure. His cum entered me, overflowing from my pussy, pouring out
over my inner thighs and onto his matted fur.

“Grrrrrooooaaaaarrrrr!” he
roared, stiffening beneath me, and moaning.

Collapsing on the ape, I
felt Leonard’s hand stroking my ass. “Nice, girl. Good girl,” he purred
appreciatively.

I sighed.

Glancing at Shelly, she
smiled knowingly. “They’re horny fucks, aren’t they?”

I groaned in reply.