Watching me pleasure Leonard had affected Dale. He stroked himself, being even more engorged than before, his breathing raspy and low. He groaned and wheezed, erupting in a wild spray of jizz that was aimed at my abundant breasts. He squirted cream all over my nipples, neck, and tummy, the fluid running down between my legs and turning cold instantly, making me shiver. His eyes flashed dark fire beneath hooded lids.
“Whoooaaaarrr…” He collapsed onto the animal pelt utterly satiated.
When we had recovered, the three of us wandered down to the stream, where I washed quickly in freezing water. I had an animal pelt around my shoulders and boots on my feet. We ran back to the shelter, and I snuggled between two Sasquatches, warm and cozy, in their gamey smelling fur. Dale’s nose was pressed to the back of my neck, while Leonard licked my forehead.
“Stop it,” I murmured sleepily.
He grunted in reply.
Chapter Five
Days were spent hiking through the forest, in a long file of men and apes. Jean’s tribe was with us, and she and I talked about life and love the entire way, while the scientists observed everything and wrote extensively in their journals. They’d brought cameras and took pictures. Leonard, being the oldest of this young bunch, was clearly the leader, and the others deferred to him on all matters, even Dale. But, there was tension between them because of Dale’s growing attraction to me, which he hid poorly. He’d pulled me onto his lap the other night, and Leonard attacked him, growling and threatening. The hostility remained, although I slept with them at night, the three of us pleasuring each other.
On the fourth day, we came to an incline I recognized. The Sasquatch cave was further up, and the climb would be exhausting, yet entirely worth it. I’m going to see Leslie! We’d had an unusual patch of warm weather, and, as the sun beat down on us, I lifted the blonde hair off the nap of my neck, tying it with a length of rope. It was going to be one hell of a hike, but seeing my friend and being in the comfortable caves would be worth it.
The Bigfoots took the chickens, animal pelts, and duffle bags, carrying the items over the rocks easily, their long, hairy legs making quick progress.
Leonard glanced at me. “You good, Porsche?”
I smiled. “Yeah, I’m fine.”
He tossed his head back and growled, his eyes gleaming happily. His mood today was light, easy. We were all looking forward to a long rest, which was right around the corner. The scientists had begun the ascent, following behind Jean and her ape, Sonny. The Sasquatch children ran up the mountain, grunting and wheezing.
Dale took my hand, pulling me, which made the journey easier. Leonard eyed him sharply, but said nothing. When we had nearly reached the ledge, an ape stood stoically, watching us. It was Bubba, leader of the Sasquatches. He was older, grizzled, and perpetually smoking cannabis, which burned in a long, hand carved pipe. He said nothing as we approached, until he saw the scientists, and then he began gesturing and grunting, his teeth bared threateningly, which was a troubling sign.
Leonard answered him in their language, and he settled down, although the fur on his head stood on end and his eyes darted back and forth in obvious agitation. The cave was enormous with several caverns and tunnels leading towards the other side of the mountain, which revealed another exit. I had the pleasure of staying here before with Shelly once, indulging in a naughty orgy. The sudden tingling in my pussy alerted me to the fact that we would more than likely partake in one again…soon. The weary look on Jean’s face betrayed her apprehension about this event; she was expecting it to happen as well.
“Porsche!” Leslie hugged me, looking happy and hale, her belly growing bigger by the day. “How was home?”
“Great.”
“I’m kinda surprised your parents let you come back.”
“They can’t stop me. I’m eighteen.”
“I miss everybody and…pizza.”
I giggled, “I had it.”
“Bitch!”
“I brought winter clothes. You’re a size seven, right?”
“Yeah.”
“I got boots and stuff.”
“Thank God.”
Her belly was a little smaller than mine. “You’re so preggers.”
She laughed, “Look who’s talking.”
The scientists stared in amazement at the vast, grayish cavern. This part of the cave was cold and desolate. Further back, there were torches placed at intervals, which revealed ancient paintings and carvings of stick figures and animals. A smaller enclave had been prepared for the winter with several fire pits blazing, warming the space to a comfortable temperature. Thick animal pelts were on the ground, a barrier to the bedrock, which was freezing. Torches had been lit, casting flickering light against the walls, giving the chamber an intimate, relaxing glow. The smell of grilling fish had my stomach growling.
We sat cross-legged, Dale having pulled me onto his lap, his nose in my neck. Leonard eyed us intently, not liking the fact that I was comfortably ensconced in his rival’s arms, yet not willing to make a fuss about it at the moment. I enjoyed being wanted and loved by them both; the attention made me crazy happy. I felt affection for them on almost every level, and the thought of being without them made me want to weep.
Bubba grunted and gestured for Leslie to light his lamp, the smell of cannabis filling the space shortly thereafter. Zelda, a Bigfoot’s wife, who had been captured a long time ago, ushered the children into another chamber for dinner. Maggie’s sister was absent for some reason, and I wondered where she was. Maggie had been Leonard’s mother, but she had died of a heart attack months earlier. Zelda had given birth before I left to see my parents, but the baby was stillborn, which had upset her greatly. The mortality rate for Sasquatch infants was worryingly high, and this species only produced males, hence the need to kidnap women and procreate with them. I was concerned about my baby, and I prayed that it survived after delivery. My parents were terrified of the outcome, and they had tried to dissuade me from returning to the tribe. I had made my choice. This was my home now.
As if sensing my troubling thoughts, Dale rubbed my belly, purring deep in his chest, his nose in my neck. Leonard shot daggers of jealously at us, and I, feeling badly for him, got up. Dale grabbed my hand, not letting me go.
“You’ve had your turn. Be good.” His lower lip protruded in a pout, which I thought was endearing. “Stop that.” I patted him on the head, and he grunted.
I went to Leonard, who pulled me onto his lap, nuzzling my neck and purring, the sound rumbling in his chest. Now it was Dale’s turn to glare at us unhappily, his eyes glistening.
Oh, these apes! For Gods sakes!
Zelda handed out wooden bowls filled with grains and fish. She gave me a tin cup and sat next nearby, her eyes shining with amusement, having observed Leonard and Dale wrangling over me. “You’ve got two of ‘em now, huh?”
I giggled, “I guess.”
“Lucky girl.”
Jean was on Sonny’s lap, eating from her bowl. Her ape groped her boob, and she elbowed him.
“Where’s Maggie’s sister?”
“She went to live with one of the mountain men. She didn’t want to spend another winter with the Bigfoots, I guess. Her breeding days are over anyhow. She might not come back.”
“Oh.”
“She never did attach to an ape, ya know? She kinda had kids with everybody, but none of them warmed up to her. It’s not like you. You got two of ‘em who’d do anything for you.”
“Is that so weird?”
“I’ve never seen it before.”
“Really?” I stared at Dale, who ate his fish, but kept one eye on me, watching and chewing at the same time. “It sure is warmer at night with two.” I tingled everywhere, thinking about what incredible lovers these beasts were.
She laughed, “No doubt.”
After we had eaten and the bowls had been taken away, a Sasquatch began beating a drum, the soft sounds echoing off the stone walls in a seductive, primitive resonanc
e. The smell of cannabis lingered, barely disguising the aroma of grilled fish. Bubba laughed deep in his chest, his belly heaving at something another ape said to him. Leonard’s nose nudged my neck, his tongue flicking out, licking me.
I sighed and stared at Dale, who had yet to stop looking at me. Leonard’s cock prodded my bottom, pushing against me demandingly. Zelda had slimmed down since having her baby; her figure looked like it belonged to a young woman, although her face was weathered.
She came over and held out her hand. “We should entertain the guys.” She winked suggestively.
This statement was a surprise. “What do you mean?”
“Come on. I’ll show you.” She helped me to my feet and brought me to a vacant pelt near the fire. All eyes were on us, human and animal, as she whispered, “They like to watch women having…fun.”
I glanced at the scientists, feeling embarrassed. “Um…I guess.”
In the dim lighting, Zelda looked like a wild haired seductress, her eyes blazing in a naughty gleam, her hips swaying to the drumbeats, and her hand holding mine.
“Just follow my lead.”
I began to move with her, my feet sinking into animal hide, the fur between my toes sending little tingles up my spine. The apes, noting that something had changed, watched us, even Bubba, who puffed furiously on his pipe, with Leslie at his feet, eyed us intently.
“That’s it, girl. You got it.” Zelda held my hands, and we danced, rubbing our bodies together and then separating. “We should lighten the load.” She let go of me and grasped the bottom of her homespun dress, pulling it over her head, revealing large breasts that sagged slightly, with hard nipples on each tip. Her hips were slender, curving downwards to contoured thighs and trim calves.
I wore jeans, which I undid and let drop to my feet, kicking them away. My panties were black, the lace running along the lines of my buttocks, the bottom portion of my cheeks exposed in round, sexy curves. The scientists sat on a pelt watching, their pants bulging. Knowing we were affecting them in this manner turned me on even more.
“It’s about to get freaky in the cave tonight,” Leslie deadpanned.
Chapter Six
“Wrrroooaaarrr…”
Bubba’s booming voice bounced off the walls. Leslie had his thick, pink cock in her mouth, servicing him fully, while Zelda and I danced, naked, rubbing our bodies together, feeling each other. Her hands were on my breasts, rubbing, pinching my nipples, while I kissed her neck, nibbling on her skin.
“Oh, yeah, honey…” She moaned and thrust her hips into me. “We need some oil. Get us some oil, boys.” A Sasquatch jumped to his feet, with surprising enthusiasm, and returned carrying a leather pouch, which he gave her. “Thanks, Bennie.” He grunted in reply.
Jean’s ape, Sonny, had her in his lap, his hands under her shirt, and his nose in her neck. She wasn’t fighting him anymore, and yet, was not fully wanting to participate, as evidenced from her slightly tense posture.
“Now we’re talking.” Zelda rubbed oil into my skin; my shoulders and arms glistening. “You do me.”
I glanced at Leonard, who held his cock, massaging the tip, working his thumb over the crown. Dale was in the same condition, rubbing himself and watching, while I slathered oil over Zelda’s back, letting my hand drift to her bottom, where I made sure to lubricate her crack, feeling the heat of her anus against my fingers.
“Oh, God, honey,” she moaned. Our behavior was wildly stimulating and horribly naughty. I throbbed in my pussy, the area demanding attention. “You fit in real good with us,” Zelda purred. Her hands were on my belly, working the oil over the bump and lower, grazing the folds of my pussy.
“Oh!”
She began fingering me, driving deep into my cunt, while a thumb rubbed across my clit, inflaming the organ. There wasn’t an ape cock that wasn’t hard, the pink phalluses in black, hairy hands being manipulated, glistening with pre-cum. A nipple found its way into Zelda’s mouth, and she suckled sharply, making me gasp. I drove my fingers through her long, tangled hair, holding her close. Our lips met, and we kissed, tongues entwining silkily. Kissing a woman was a soft, smooth sensation. There was nothing prickly or hairy about this encounter. She smelled of oil and campfire, a heady combination, exacerbating my arousal.
“You should suck my pussy,” she breathed.
This demand had me tingling up a storm. I’d performed the task on Shelly before, and it wasn’t an unpleasant experience. “Lay down.”
Her voluptuous, naked body was on the pelt with legs spread wide, fingers dipping into her cunt. We were directly in front of the scientists, and I would be performing oral sex while they watched, which was slightly mortifying, yet wickedly naughty. Embarrassed, I didn’t look at them, as I came between her slim thighs and eyed her pussy. She had a lot of hair from being in the wilderness without a razor, but I wasn’t put off in the least. I moved it away to expose her labia, which hung loosely, framing her inner recesses.
“Oh, yes, girlfriend. Suck me. Suck me good.”
She smelled musky and ripe, a natural, womanly odor. I licked her gaping edges, tasting salty flesh. She gasped and thrust her hips up, pushing her pussy into my mouth. Greedily, I devoured her snatch, licking deeply, flicking my tongue in as far as it would go. My face was wet with her juices, the clear fluid like an exotic perfume.
“Ooohhh…Porsche…”
“Wrrrooooaaarrrr…” Bubba voiced his approval of our activities, his cock gagging Leslie, who sucked and glanced at us, her eyes wide with excitement. He grabbed her then, forcing her on all fours and driving in deep, groaning from the exertion.
“Yes, fuck me, Bubba! Fuck me!” Her shiny dark hair fell in her face, as he pounded her relentlessly.
Fingers were in my hair, pressing into my scalp, encouraging me to lick and suck more. “That’s a good girl. Suck your mamma. Ooohh…”
Our bodies glistened with oil, my arms shining with the fluid. I wiggled my tongue inside her cunt, tasting her arousal as it seeped out of her, wetting her inner thighs. This was mixed with saliva that dribbled to her buttcrack. I prodded her clit with my tongue, moving aside the hair to expose the little nub. She seemed to enjoy this, and moaned and squirmed beneath me, her pelvis leaving the pelt to crush my mouth.
“Oh, Lordy, girl. If you keep doing that, I’m gonna cum,” she gasped. A saucy grin turned the corners of her mouth up. “I need ape cock. Fuck me, you beasts!”
It was as is if someone had clanged the dinner bell, because several apes jumped to their feet, more than ready to accommodate her. She was suddenly wedged between two of them, a thick cock thrusting in her pussy and one about to enter her ass, while another hovered by her mouth, dripping, waiting to be sucked.
“Oh, yeah! These boys are ready to play!”
The scientists were wound up tighter than corkscrews. Their expressions betrayed lust, shock, and confusion, while their pants tented with the hardness of their cocks. Completely out of their depth and unprepared for a Bigfoot orgy, they were without a woman to satisfy them, and I wondered if I would get them in trouble if I helped? I approached, naked, glistening with oil, and knelt nearby. This elicited a growl from Leonard, warning me not to get too close.
“This is normal for them. They like…orgies.”
George nodded. “I’m beginning to get that.”
“Yes! Fuck me, you fucking ape!” screamed Leslie. Bubba hammered her from behind, while another crammed his cock into her mouth.
“I mean, there’s no shame in it.” I shrugged and grinned. “Just don’t tell my parents.”
He nodded. “I’ll keep this part to myself.”
Thank God.
I felt hands on me, warm, Sasquatch hands. It was Dale. He pulled me to him, holding me, rubbing his cock against my belly. Leonard growled again, displeased that Dale was pawing his girl, but he remained seated, fingering himself, watching with dark, glittering eyes.
Dale brought me before the fire, his nose in my neck, purring up a
storm deep in his chest. His lips covered mine, and he kissed me, thrusting a tongue in deep. I melted under his gentle caress, while the sound of wild, animal sex filled my ears, the surreal quality making my gut twist with need. I was lowered to a soft pelt and seduced, all under the watchful eyes of Leonard, who stroked his shaft.
“Oh, God! Yes! Yes!” Zelda screamed her release, shuddering under the force of the double fucking she was happily enduring. Her apes grunted and groaned, filling her holes with torrents of cum, the fluid pouring out of her. No sooner had they removed themselves, then two new apes arrived in her respective holes, thrusting deep and rutting like the beasts they were.
“Wrrroooaaarrr…”
Bubba stiffened inside of Leslie, his love pouring from him, the creamy deluge flowing out of her. She gasped and shuddered. “Yes! Ooohh…shit-yes-fuck!”
Dale’s long tongue filled me completely. It felt so good; I groaned and thrust my hips up, driving my pussy into his hairy face. “Yes…more…”
I noticed the scientists had given up the battle and loosened their pants, letting their cocks out, which they massaged, while watching us having sex. Leonard had given up as well, because he neared, shuffling his feet, his phallus bobbing back and forth, dripping clear fluid. He approached my face, and I reached for him. Getting on his knees, he leaned over me, supporting himself by the palms of his hands, while his penis dangled in front of my mouth. I sucked on him, tasting saltiness.
“Good, Porsche. Good,” he rasped.
The tongue in my pussy wiggled and thrust, filling me with hot wetness, that had me tingling everywhere. Dale’s finger rubbed my nub, inflaming me even more; all the while, his tongue pushed against the inner walls of my cunt. I had a long, hard cock down my throat, nearly choking me to death, yet this intensified my arousal even more. Knowing the scientists were pleasuring themselves added another perverse layer to an already torrid orgy.
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