Cum For Bigfoot 11, Lena's Story (5 page)

“Oh…you…dirty beasts.”

“Good girl, Lena,” moaned Pooky. “You feel
nice.”

“Omigod!”

Archie had embedded fully, driving back and
forth. Pricks of discomfort registered, but they were quickly
replaced by the inklings of pleasure, which enticed me with the
promise of an enormous orgasm. The apes groaned, straining to fill
my holes with their monster cocks. Pooky’s ragged breathing
resounded off the cave walls, while Archie rasped and wheezed,
thrusting even deeper. I could feel his huge balls slapping against
my pussy. Once or twice they even hit my inner thighs.

“Good…good…whoooaaaaaarrrr…”

Pooky stiffened, a look of pain transformed
his face, and then a torrent of fluid gushed, filling me to
capacity. The rest poured out, dousing him thoroughly. He was
buried deep, his cock slowly diminishing. This, coupled with
Archie’s efforts, sent me over the edge, trembling from the
onslaught of hundreds of mini convulsions.

“Oooohhhh…shit…” The orgasm took over my
entire pelvic region, which tingled with pleasure. “Oh, my God. Oh,
my God.” I collapsed on top of Pooky, feeling his heart pounding
against my chest.

Archie took his time, driving further with
each push. He was in no rush to cross the finish line. After
Pooky’s phallus fell free, he grabbed my hips and used me for his
pleasure. The naughty ape drilled me with all twelve inches,
squeezing his balls against my pussy and groaning, as he jetted
measured spurts of Sasquatch semen deep inside my anal cavity. The
sheer volume of jizz was a worry, and it was not comfortable having
that much fluid in such an awkward place.

“Whhooaarrr…”

With each outward pull, more wetness escaped.
He seemed to enjoy every second he was inside of me, finally
sliding free. The large ape collapsed and fell asleep almost
instantly. Pooky lay on his back with his eyes closed. He didn’t
seem to mind the sperm on his tummy and thighs. The entire cavern
reeked of hot and dirty sex. Leslie snuggled next to Bubba, and Kat
and Dale were asleep. I could hear Zelda talking in the next
cavern, probably to Lendal. I found Leonard staring at me.

“I have to use the bathroom,” I
whispered.

He grunted in reply, grabbing a fur. “Come
with me.” He held the pelt before him. “Wear this.”

I slid into the comfy boots. “Okay.” As I
stood, semen ran down my inner thighs. “Oh, gross.” This was
definitely the downside of having sex with a Sasquatch.

He nodded. “You take a bath. You’ll be
better.”

“I can’t wait.”

I followed the hulking Bigfoot out into the
cold night, holding the soft animal hide around me. My feet
crunched over a snow-covered path that looked like it had been
cleared somewhat recently. The trees were draped in white, their
branches hidden by snow and ice. The incandescent orb of the moon
shone above us. I shivered, as cold air reached my legs, which were
uncovered. Leonard stopped once or twice to make sure I was
following, and then he took my hand, the heat of him warming me
through the thick fur. His shoeless feet seemed to have no
difficulty with the freezing conditions.

Steam rose from a heated spring up ahead.
Sasquatches enjoyed soaking in hot water, and for that, I was
grateful. The edges of the small pond were peppered with rocks,
some the size of boulders. Privacy was afforded by pine trees,
which closed in around us. Leonard waded into the water, submerging
to the waist. He held out his hands.

“Well, here goes.” I stepped from the boots
and flung the fur over a low branch. “How hot is it?”

“Perfect,” he all but purred.

I was about to get to know my sister’s love a
lot better. I didn’t want to upset her, but I hardly had a choice
in the matter, since I was basically a hostage. As I entered, the
heat of the water surprised me. “Oh, this is nice.” It wasn’t as
deep as the one Pooky had taken me to yesterday, but it was
perfect. I peed freely, not caring in the least. The solution to
pollution was dilution, wasn’t it? I smiled sheepishly at my
swimming partner. “So, you love my sister?”

His bushy brows lifted. “I love Porsche. You
look like Porsche.” He neared, grabbing me.

“Oh!” A wet nose was in my neck.

“You don’t smell like her, but you smell
sweet.”

“Um…th-thanks.” His pelt had taken on a wet
dog aroma, which was subtle enough not to be noxious. “You
smell…interesting.”

“I’m always stinky,” he chuckled, the sound
rumbling in his chest.

“I don’t think you can help it.”

“No.”

His cock pressed against my belly, which was
alarming. “Can I go home?”

“You’re Pooky’s.”

My fingers sunk into his shoulders, feeling
steely cords of muscles. “I don’t belong here. They’re gonna come
looking for me.” He grunted in acknowledgement. “Porsche’s gonna be
pissed.”

“Gggrrooaarrr…” He lifted me, pressing his
face into my breasts. A nipple found its way between his lips,
where he suckled it.

“You fucking horny beasts!”

“Hummmm…good boobies….good.”

It was useless to fight. The only comfort I
could extract from this situation was the fact that my sister was
free. She could come and go as she pleased, and I held out hope
that I would be given that option. How long would it take before I
was able to return home? I had classes starting in two weeks. I had
a life to get back to. I wasn’t cut out for living in the
wilderness and being used as a sexual plaything for an entire tribe
of monsters.

Strong hands held me, which were surprisingly
gentle. It was hard to feel scared when no harm had come to me. Not
once had I suffered in the company of these walking giants. His
lips nipped on my neck, pulling at the skin. He was larger than
Pooky and older, his fur grizzled, but there was softness to it
that I hadn’t expected. He kissed me, although I had tried to turn
away. A thick tongue entered my mouth, but he didn’t force the
entire length in. He coaxed me to respond, which I did willingly,
wrapping my arms around his neck.

What’s gotten into you Lena?

Um…I don’t know.

“Ggggrrrr…” Something growled from the trees,
and Leonard stiffened.

“That’s my girl!” It was Pooky. He stepped
into the water, wading over to us. “Don’t steal my girl.” His hands
drifted to my waist, where he pulled me from Leonard, who growled
in protest.

“You know the tribe law,” said Leonard. “We
share women.”

“Ggggrrrrr…”

“We share Lena.”

Pooky’s cock pushed against my back. A prick
of alarm went through me. “You’re not gonna fight, are you?” It
would be a ferocious spectacle if that occurred.

“I’ll share her, but she’s mine,” he
rasped.

“I know she’s yours.”

Pooky’s lips were on my neck, as Leonard
inched closer, his hand was on my stomach under the water. A burst
of tingles had me catching my breath. It was a heady experience
being the object of lust between two formidable creatures. My body
buzzed with expectation, knowing just how pleasurable this
encounter would be. A long finger slid over my pussy, rubbing me
intimately.

“You boys don’t mess around.”

“Gggrrooaarrr…”

I was pinned between them, as the raspy
quality of their breathing filled the air. The wintry forest was
eerily quiet, with only the hooting of an owl in the distance.
Pooky moved with me to the edge of the hot spring, sitting on a
rock with me in his lap. The steam coming off the water created a
heated cocoon, keeping the air from freezing. Leonard licked my
belly, and I shivered, knowing what was going to happen and
anticipating it eagerly.

“Oh, yes…that’s…ooohh…”

Lena! How could you?

Oh, shut up!

His tongue lapped against my shaved mound,
running down the length, finding my little hole, and plunging into
its depths. I grasped at his fur, holding him in place while he
laved me, moving and wiggling inside of me, while his nose grazed
my clit.

“Oh, wow…you’re so…wonderful at that.”

“You good girl, Lena. Good,” murmured Pooky.
He licked the side of my face.

“Oh, no…oh…my…God…”

I rested my head on Pooky’s shoulder,
collapsing against my animal lover, while my sister’s ape worked me
in unmentionable places. Would she be mad if she knew? The tribe
seemed to pass women around liberally. I couldn’t stop them, even
if I wanted to, and, right now, that was a non-issue. What they
were doing felt incredible. Maybe being kidnapped wasn’t such a
horrible thing after all? I would eventually be rescued, wouldn’t
I?

Pooky grasped my hips, positioning me above
him. I was lowered slowly, impaled on his steel-like shaft. “Oh…
Omigod!”

I didn’t have to do a thing, as my hips were
lifted and lowered on his cock. Leonard’s finger drifted to my
clit, rubbing the little nub until it was a stiff ball. If I
thought I would reach orgasm in this manner, I was mistaken. Pooky
lifted me, turning me to face him. His shaft searched for an
entrance. Once he found it, he slid deep. I wrapped my arms around
his neck and listened to his raspy breathing, while the touch of
Leonard’s hand on my bottom had me trembling in anticipation.

“I know what you’re gonna do. You’re such
naughty animals.”

“Whooarrr…”

I had expected Leonard to drive into my
bottom, but instead, he climbed out; water poured from his fur. He
held himself near my mouth, and I closed my lips around the tip of
his shaft, not even giving it a second thought. I bobbed up and
down on Pooky, while a salty tasting Sasquatch filled me,
stretching my jaw to its limits.

“Good, Lena. Good…” rasped Leonard.

Strong hands gripped my buttocks, kneading
the flesh. Pooky’s lips were on my neck, nibbling and biting
gently. “Ommmm…” I moaned, feeling Leonard in the back of my
throat, almost choking me. His groans had begun to resound,
drifting into the cold night. I should have frozen, but the heat of
Pooky helped keep me warm.

“Lena…” Leonard sounded strained, in pain. I
was about to nibble on the spongy tip, but he pulled away abruptly.
“Good…whhooaarrr…”

Silky streams of sperm jetted, hitting my
chin, neck, and chest in an abundance of heated fluid. The amount
was shocking, and, as I bounced on Pooky, I was thoroughly doused
by the moaning ape. Semen dripped from the end of my nipples. I
shivered now, thoroughly chilled.

Pooky lowered me into the hot spring, where I
washed away the offending jizz. He came behind me, grasping my hips
under the water, and slid into my pussy with one thrust. His hand
moved over my tummy, his finger rubbing my clit.

“You’re really good at this.”

He knew my body almost better than I did,
certainly better than any guy I’d ever slept with. I responded
almost immediately, clenching my muscles around him. I rested the
back of my head on his shoulder and stared at the stars that
glimmered through the tree branches.

“Ooohhh…you…ooohhh…”

“Good pussy, Lena. Nice pussy.”

Not once had he stopped touching me, pressing
into my nub with the flat part of his finger. I tingled with the
force of what was about to happen, and I welcomed it eagerly.

“Pooky!”

I bit my lip, shuddering as the orgasm hit.
Waves of rapture washed over me, one by one, lessening with each
surge. Leonard had taken a seat on a rock watching. His expression
was relaxed and neutral. What would he have done to me, if Pooky
had not shown up? How would that encounter have played out? He was
an incredible kisser.

“Whhooaarrr…” Pooky thrust, stiffening,
releasing semen deep inside of me. His face was buried in my neck,
while raspy wheezes emanated from his chest. “Good…Pooky likes
Lena.” We were underwater, so washing up was easy. He held onto me
for long minutes, until his cock began to shrink. He seemed
reluctant to let go.

We swam for a while, until I was so pruned I
had to get out. I didn’t have the benefit of a towel, so I wrapped
the fur around my shoulders to keep warm. The Sasquatches shook
themselves like dogs after a bath, which was a reminder that,
although they were loving and sweet, they really were
animals…weren’t they? The three of us headed down the path to the
cave. Clean and marvelously relaxed, I held onto Pooky’s hand. He
glanced at me and smiled. His huge front teeth gave him more of a
fierce than friendly look.

“Ggggrrrrr…”

Leonard growled from behind us, which was
strange. I turned to look at him, seeing the hair on top of his
head standing on end. Something was wrong. A strange whizzing sound
occurred, slicing through the air above our heads. This was
followed by Pooky’s shriek of pain, as something struck him.

Strong arms grabbed me, flinging me to the
ground, where I lay shocked and frightened, wondering what had
happened.

“WHHOOOAAARRRR…” The sound of Leonard’s cry
reverberated throughout the forest.

I glanced up to see dark figures standing
amongst the whiteness of the trees. They seemed to be everywhere.
Pooky wheezed, bleeding profusely, but from where I wasn’t certain,
because he had collapsed, his huge bulk blocking the path. Leonard
drew me to him, holding me securely. His heart thundered against my
chest. His black eyes flashed, eyeing the danger from all angles,
while it closed in on us. Who were these men? Was this my rescue? I
felt both hope and uncertainty, fearing for my hairy lovers, who I
shouldn’t care about at all since they had kidnapped me.

There was so much blood…and Pooky wasn’t
moving. “What’s happening?”

“WWWHHHOOOAAARRR…”

Leonard had not uttered that battle cry. It
came from further down the path. The earth shook from the force of
something large heading in our direction. Several whooshing sounds
whizzed over our heads, thunking loudly when the arrows embedded in
tree trunks. If this was my rescue, wouldn’t they be more careful?
I could have easily been hit!