Cum For Bigfoot 11, Lena's Story Read Free

anus, which had never been invaded, let alone
played with before. He’d released my hands, but I hadn’t noticed,
as my fingers dug into the pelt that was beneath me.
    “No…no…no…”
    “Whooaarrr…”
    He continued to drive deep, moving in sinuous
strokes that felt so good; I clamped my lips together to prevent a
moan. My clit was at his mercy, being pushed by his nose, while he
toyed with my bottom. The saliva acted as lubrication, allowing for
easy insertion, as he slid effortlessly into the tight bands of
muscles. I flung my head against the pelt, feeling shattered. My
control had gone completely, and I didn’t want to fight the monster
who was determined to seduce me. My hands rested on top of his
head, my fingers threaded through his scalp, feeling the heat
coming off him.
    “Oohh…no…no…stop…no…”
    He rumbled deep in his chest, yet continued
the seduction, while massaging with rough persistence. He wiggled
around and around, a feeling so indescribably good, I began to
shudder, my tummy clenching with the orgasm that was on the verge
of exploding. The finger in my ass thrust gently, bringing with it
a sweet pressure that helped to escalate the impending climax.
Grasping at his fur, I dug my fingertips into his scalp and
screamed; the sound echoed off the walls. Never in my life had an
orgasm been this intense before.
    “Ooohh…my…ooohhh…no…”
    Waves of pleasure burst out of me, shaking me
to the core. I collapsed to the pelt, closing my eyes, my body
drifting down slowly from the intensity of the sensation. His
tongue lapped at my juices, tasting me, eating me. I turned my
head, not wanting to look at the thing that had just given me the
most amazing orgasm ever.
    Porsche was right. They do know how to please
a woman. Oh…boy.
    He shifted; the sound of something large
moving had me glancing up curiously. I gasped. “Omigod!”
    The most enormous looking penis hovered over
my face, dripping with a clear-like fluid. The cock was pinkish in
color and laced with hidden veins that pulsed with blood. The two
huge ball sacs that hung beneath were devoid of hair. They looked
heavy and full.
    Oh, my fucking God! Does he want me to suck
that?
    He gripped his meat, massaging the engorged
tip. I didn’t want to witness this, but I was morbidly fascinated
by the sheer size of it. It had to be longer than a foot. It was
cleaved, with a small black slit that expelled a thin river of
fluid. His thumb worked over the top, massaging in expert fashion.
He pointed it at my mouth, the musky smelling flesh touching my
lips. I should have turned away, but I was mesmerized by what he
was doing. Masturbating obviously pleased him, considering the
hooded look of his eyes. He groaned, pushing against my lips,
wetting me with the salty fluid. I surprised myself by sticking out
my tongue, gliding it across the bulbous crown.
    “Good,” he rasped. “Good.”
    He slid into my mouth, letting me feel the
heated, throbbing mass. I didn’t want to, but I sucked, which made
him groan. The creature refrained from forcing himself down my
throat. It astounded me how something that long and thick would
even fit. He was happy to have his cock sucked, which was something
I could do without too much effort. The continued release of
pre-cum slid down my esophagus. It was mildly pungent, a little
like a salty margarita.
    “Good…good…pretty girl…” He suddenly pulled
free and aimed at the fire. “Grrooaarrr…”
    He spurted several thick streams of whitish
fluid in a graceful arc. I sat up to watch, marveling at the amount
that gushed, dousing the flames. A plume of smoke drifted upwards,
bringing with it a strange aroma, like seaweed burning, or the way
clothing smelled after a day at the beach. I supposed I should be
grateful that he hadn’t wet me with it. I stared at him with
trepidation, wondering what he planned next. The ape dropped to the
pelt and grabbed me.
    “No!”
    “Grrooaarrr…me sleep. Me