Dark Fantasies

by T West

  Luke felt her pussy muscles grip his cock and Cindy started to shout, “Fuck, fuck, I’m cumming Luke… fuck me harder !”

  Luke thrust his cock in and out of her like a jack hammer, pounding her tight hole faster and deeper than before, his balls slapping against her ass. Cindy screamed again and this time he could feel her cum squirting all over his schlong. The thought of this and looking down at her gorgeous ass bouncing against him soon had his grapefruits ready to explode. He gripped her ass-cheeks and held his cock deep inside. He could feel her muscles still contracting against his cock, and that left him no choice but to pump another load of his hot, sticky cum inside her. He held that position, as his cock pumped more and more of his hot seed into her gorgeous, spasming, wet pussy. After what seemed like an age Luke’s cock stopped cumming. He fell onto Cindy and just lay on her back for a few moments as his body returned to normal.

  “That was great, Luke. And you certainly lasted longer that time. You made me cum first.”

  “Thank you, Cindy. That was my first time, but you’re so sexy that it will probably be my best,” he said warmly.

  Luke didn’t see much of Cindy for a couple of months. He was busy, and she didn’t seem to be selling much. He still thought of that day, and sometimes jerked himself off about it. After about 4 months, Luke bumped into Cindy. She looked different.

  “Hi, Luke.”

  “Hi Cindy. I’ve not seen you for a long time. I often think of you though.”

  “Oh, I have thought a lot about you, Luke. Believe me,” she said.

  “Oh… in a good way I hope?” he asked.

  “Oh yes. Always in a good way. In fact, I think of you every day when I look in the mirror,” Cindy told him as she put both hands around her belly.

  “What the fuck… are you pregnant?”

  “Yes Luke. That’s what happens when you empty your sack into a woman,” Cindy said as she laughed.

  “Oh shit, really… you saying it’s mine?” Luke asked, sounding worried.

  “Yes Luke, it’s yours. But don’t worry I don’t expect anything from you.”

  “But…”

  “Don’t worry Luke, it’s fine. This is why I haven’t been doing much lately. I have a different bun in my oven now,” she said as she walked off laughing loudly.

  That was the last time Luke saw her. She moved away a few days later. Luke did wonder what happened to her and the baby but was also glad he didn’t get tied down. Luke would always have fond memories of the day a hot sexy milf took his virginity, and he was right—he still has not had any better.

  But he is still trying.

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  Steamy Erotica Story 21

  T he coach pulled over by the side of the road so we could stretch our legs and eat our sandwiches. These college class trips were always fun; they were a good opportunity for us to bond as a class. It was the second semester of my first year at college – being an (apparently) attractive young female there were lots of opportunities for me to ‘get with’ pretty much any guy I wanted. But I didn’t want a guy. I really fancied Lexie, who was in my class and also on this trip.

  Lexie, however, didn’t seem that interested in me – she seemed far too interested in those fall-balled jocks that were always making her laugh and giving her lots of attention. Everyone was meandering and chatting, when I decided to walk down the side of the bank to get away from them for a moment. I was going to come straight back - I didn’t want to witness Brad leeching all over Lexie, when I knew in my heart of hearts she’d be a lot better off with me. I walked down the side of the bank, down a path, and into the forest.

  It felt like I had only been walking for about five minutes, but it must have been a bit longer, because when I looked behind me the coach party was completely out of sight, and I was surrounded by the large trees of the woods. I know it sounds silly, but it was almost as if the forest had eaten me up and consumed me. Not wanting to be away from my party for too long, I decided to head back. It was almost dark after all.

  So, I turned around and headed back the way I came – at least, I thought it was the way I came. I followed the path back for the same length of time, but the path just never seemed to end. It went on and on, until the path seemed to have gone around in a big circle and I was back to where I was – it even seemed as though I’d passed the same huge oak tree twice.

  Starting to get slightly anxious that perhaps I had lost my way, I picked up speed in my strides, attempting make my way back before dusk fell. I checked my cell phone but there was no reception – I guess the coach had driven out to quite a remote part of the countryside. I’m usually quite a chilled sort of girl - quite relaxed and not much fazes me, but I was actually starting to almost panic. I was almost speed walking, frantic to find a clearing out of these damn woods. That was when I saw them.

  Sitting there, on the stump of a large oak tree, were two girls. They were about the same age as me, both pretty with long flowing hair, but they were dressed quite differently. They weren’t wearing modern fashionable clothes, but were instead dressed as if they were out of some kind of medieval movie or something – I know it sounds crazy, but that’s what they looked like. Anyway, they hadn’t seen me yet as they were a little way off, and as I stopped and watched them I was both intrigued and aroused when I saw they had their arms around each other in an embrace. Not only that, but they started to lean in, and I almost couldn’t believe what I was witnessing when they started mutually kissing – on the lips.

  They exchanged what looked like soft tender kisses, as if they knew each other very well, and were perhaps in a loving monogamous relationship. Their hands reached up to caress each other’s soft pale faces, gently stroking each other’s cheeks as they embraced.

  Not wanting to be seen - both because I didn’t want to disturb them and also I wanted to feast my eyes more on this beautiful sight - I crept a little closer on tip-toes. My eyes were locked straight ahead and I didn’t see a large twig on the floor. My foot snapped it loudly.

  Both girls simultaneously turned their heads and looked straight at me - I could feel their peering eyes piercing me like arrows, looking into my very soul.

  I stood there, unsure, in an eye lock with these two girls for what felt like an eternity. That was when it happened.

  The trees came alive. I felt both my wrists being touched as the vines of the surrounding trees wrapped their way around both my wrists at the same time, tightly gripping me and coiling round my arms like serpentine creatures. I shrieked and looked around in horror, trying to make out what the hell was going on, when the long bendy branches reached out and joined the vines, wrapping round my wrists and pulling me from both directions. I tried to struggle but their power was immense. They started to lift me up off the ground, so high that I looked down and saw that my feet were dangling a few inches off the muddy forest floor.

  The branches grabbed my ankles, mirroring the actions of the ones before them, tightly gripping my ankles and pulling my legs slightly apart, helping to suspend me off the ground. There I was, floating in bondage, helpless and alone. An image of Christ’s crucifixion flashed through my confused mind as I looked up at the two girls. They hadn’t moved – they were both still sitting there, watching me intently, apparently completely un-shocked by the fact that the trees were attacking me.

  They stood up and slowly walked over to me, as if I was a science experiment and they were going to inspect me. As they got closer I could see that they were in fact very beautiful – their clear complexions were pale and as smooth as porcelain, with no sign of make-up or cosmetics on their snow-white faces. As they got close and viewed me I’m slightly ashamed to say that I started to get aroused – there was something about being perused by these beautiful creatures while restrained and helpless that excited me. I was really starting to enjoy my very unusual predicament.

  Just as I felt a bead of love-juice trickle from my pussy, I felt another long vine reach between my legs and snake its wa
y to the front of my jeans. Here, it expertly undid the top button of my Levi’s, more skilful than any lover I’d had previously. As the girls watched on it undid the next button, and the next, until my jeans were open and my white thong was exposed. It pulled downwards and tugged my jeans down to my knees. The girls were standing right before me and peering at my underwear. Looking at their eyes I was certain they were staring right at the small wet patch that had transpired in the last few seconds of the ordeal.

  The same vine that had pulled my jeans down recoiled for a second, before creeping behind me, so I was unable to see it. It lashed out suddenly, whipping my ass-cheeks hard and firmly - so hard that it made me scream. The force of the lash was so extreme that the thin cotton of my underwear split right down the middle, and they fell to the floor beneath me. So there I was – my female wares completely exposed to my onlookers as I hung there in the forest.

  My pussy is neat and tidy – bald on the sides with a thin strip of hair that goes up the middle, and I felt relieved that I had maintained it so well, now that I found myself in this embarrassing situation. The branches tugged my jeans off, over my black leather boots and discarded them on the floor. The branches lowered me to the ground and unraveled, letting go of me. I was momentarily thankful as it appeared that I was free.

  I was about to turn and run, but as quick as a panther the girls reached out and grabbed an arm each, holding me tightly. I was captured.

  “Wha… what are you doing with me?” I asked, unsure of whether I actually wanted to know the answer. Perhaps it would be easier if I didn’t know my fate. But they responded to me in stereo, their voices doubling up to give an eerie low-registered answer.

  “We are taking you to our queen. The Queen of the Forest. She has been expecting you.” And with that, they forcefully frogmarched me deeper and deeper into the dense woods.

  I was quite scared. I mean, I was naked except for my tight-fitted top and my knee-high boots – my lower body was completely on show. Plus, I was being manhandled and basically dragged off to an unknown place by two weird girls I had never met before, in a forest that seemed to be living and breathing. My snatch quivered and sweetened in anticipation of what awaited me.

  ***

  We eventually came to a clearing in the woods, and within the clearing was an old wooden hut. It was a very large hut, enough to house a few people, but was too small and wooden to be considered a house. The girls stopped, their hands still clenched and gripping my arms tightly. My eyes widened as I watched the front door of the hut open slowly, and out stepped a figure that was both beautiful yet filled me with fear.

  She was a mature woman, of forty-something. Her features were weathered but pretty, her long dark hair framing her high cheek bones, above which were her piercing green eyes. She was dressed in a maroon robe with a gold trim. Although it looked like she might have got her robe from a second-hand costume shop, she still looked very important and powerful in it. She locked eyes with me, and as a slight smirk decorated her full red lips, I felt as though she was looking into my soul. She knew my very wants and desires.

  She undid her robe and pulled it apart, exposing her full voluptuous breasts that were tightly encapsulated in a pointed bra. Her hips were so wide that they were almost as thick as the tree trunks that surrounded us. And there, between her legs, standing upright and proud was her large strap-on cock.

  It was about 8 inches long, its black shaft running up to its round head. It had balls – big black balls – that hung down like two large plastic spheres. The harness was brown leather and studded, and I wondered briefly if this strong woman had killed an animal herself in order to make the leather harness that snugly fitted around her waist.

  “Who… are you?” I asked nervously, although I already knew the answer.

  “I, young lady, am The Queen of the Forest,” she said with authority, her deep voice disturbing a bird on an overhead branch and making it fly away.

  I watched in disbelief, as out through the hut door behind her walked four more women. They were very similar in appearance to the two girls that were still restraining me. They all had slightly different hair color but were dressed almost the same, and they had the same strange blank expressions on their pretty faces.

  I’d slept with guys before - but never really enjoyed it much. But I was yet to have my first girl-on-girl experience. The Queen of the Forest eyed me up and down and instructed to her female army, “Get her in place. It’s time.”

  And with that, the two girls on either side of me marched me over to a nearby tree stump and bent me over it. Their hands were lightly restraining me, and I thought if I really struggled there was a chance I could break their grip and try running away, but to be honest I was actually quite enjoying myself and I was also feeling quite exhausted by this whole experience. So I just lay there, bent over the tree stump on my tummy, awaiting my fate.

  I heard heavy footsteps behind me and I pictured little clouds of dust erupting from the floor as she neared me. I felt two firm hands on my round ass, and with my eyes open and looking straight ahead, I felt the head of the plastic toy being pressed up against my wanton snatch.

  I relaxed, and The Queen of the Forest slid the large strap-on inch by inch, deep inside my self-lubricated pussy. It felt great, and my pussy clamped down on the shiny plastic with loving force, sucking the toy deep inside me, so deep that I could feel the large plastic balls against my tingling nub. She began thrusting her powerful hips back and forth, really fucking me deeply and expertly, spearing me on the huge black rod.

  Night had fallen, and as I was being fucked in the forest the four girls who were not standing at my side had lit candles that were placed in long candle holders. As they stuck them in the ground around me I could see by flickering candlelight that the tree stump was in the middle of a large star-shape that had been constructed by loose twigs. All six girls started chanting and humming in a language I could not understand, and I wondered for a moment whether they were planning to sacrifice me - perhaps I was going to be the victim of an insane pagan ritual or something.

  The amazing feeling of the large dildo in my tight pussy meant that I disregarded this thought – the feeling of being fucked by The Queen of the Forest was so good that at this point I didn’t care. I just wanted her to fuck me good and hard, and not stop fucking me till I reached my impending climax.

  And climax I did – hard. As her thrusts intensified so did my panting and moaning. The girls’ humming in my ears and the flickering candles lighting up the star of sacrifice were all too much for me to take. I came. An amazing orgasm shot through my body as I squirted around the wide girth of the huge toy, my womanly juices splashing behind me, soaking the big black balls and the maroon robe of the Queen.

  She left it in me for a moment, before withdrawing it, inch by inch, leaving my burning snatch sore but satisfied. The girls had stopped holding me, and all six girls began skipping around me, dancing along the star of twigs, their moving shadows casting dramatic imagery upon the forest floor.

  Expecting it to be over and to be set free now that she had had her wicked way with me, I began to try to stand upright, when I felt her strong palm on the small of my back, pushing me down. She was not finished with me yet. Oh no.

  She pushed the bell of the beastly sex-toy - that was soaked with my juices - up against my petrified ass that winked in fear at the prospect of penetration, especially by an enormous black rod like this. But I gritted my teeth as The Queen of the Forest persistently continued pushing the instrument against my minute hole, determined to be let inside. I guess a part of me wanted this too, for I allowed the mighty Queen to slide into my back-door. She was only in an inch deep when I let out an audible gasp, the painful feeling of anal intrusion almost too much for me to fathom, but she continued thrusting as the girls continued dancing and skipping, and she slid that beast into me – balls deep.

  The girls all held hands and started skipping round me in a circle, while their
chanting got louder and intensified, and I started to feel really special. I felt wanted. Loved.

  It wasn’t long before I felt another incredible orgasm build up inside my panting body, and as the phallic monster drilled me like a hapless hussy the black balls slapped my clit hard, and my orgasm shot through me, making my body shake with intense waves of pleasure.

  The Queen of the Forest pulled out of my ass and said in a commanding tone, “Sit, my child. The circle is almost complete.”

  “Yes, it’s time for the sacred dousing,” all six girls said in unison, their voices echoing. I sat up on the tree stump, the cold wood cooling down my sore ass, and as I looked around me at the circle of girls I could see that they were all wearing what could only be described as sheepskin shin-pads. Their panties were off and their freshly-shaven pussies were exposed, the nippy forest breeze rustling the trees around us.

  They all reached down to dally with their snatches, their pale fingers expertly masturbating their neat little nubs. I couldn’t believe I was watching this – as bizarre as it was, this was a dream come true. I couldn’t believe I was watching six beautiful young women masturbating right in front of me. The Queen of the Forest seemed to be doing some kind of spiritual Riverdance, skipping back and forth between the candlesticks, speaking backwards in tongues while her enormous black member bobbed about in front of her like an angry serpent.

  The girls parted their legs further as their rubbing intensified, squatting down slightly so that they could plunge their probing fingers into their moist coozes, eager to frig themselves to completion.

  And frig themselves to completion they did, as all six girls came one after the other within seconds of each other, shooting copious amounts of squirt wildly in my direction, soaking my face and drenching me entirely in their love-juice. I opened my mouth as wide as I could in an attempt to taste and consume as much of the see-thru liquid as I could, my tongue earnestly lapping the air as jet after jet of lady-jizz shot at me in girly ribbons as if being fired out of six water pistols.