They wouldn’t miss me at all…
“Gggrroooaaarrr…”
The sound was near, and, as I turned, I saw Leonard, stomping through the forest, his eyes flashing with anger. Fear registered, but it was bogged down under the weight of my grief. I didn’t care if he clubbed me to death. I didn’t care if he pounded my head in with a rock. I just didn’t care. I stood my ground as the Sasquatch approached, all eight feet of muscle, fur, and incomparable strength. He grabbed me, hauling me off the ground and into his arms.
“I hate you,” he rasped. “I love you.” He shook me, my feet dangling. “You make Leonard crazy!”
I clutched silky fur, hanging on for dear life. “Oh, Leonard.”
“You don’t leave me.”
His lips closed over mine, his lengthy tongue plundering my mouth. Overwhelmed with emotion and strung up tighter than a ball of yarn, I shuddered, gasping for breath, my mind and soul letting go. He did still care about me. He might be angry for my betrayal, but he loved me. We began to move, his feet stomping through the underbrush. I remained in his arms, my face pressed to his, his smell filling my senses. I wasn’t sure where we were going, because it was dark and the denseness of the trees reduced visibility. The edge of a huge boulder emerged, the grey stone shooting up thirty feet, if not more. Then I knew where we were. This was my hiding spot, where I went to cry. He jumped with me in his arms, settling on a soft carpet of grass and weeds.
He all but tore my dress from me, the sound of material ripping. He yanked the garment down, exposing the pale globes of my breasts, which were heavy with milk.
“You make me mad, Porsche.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Mike will take you away.”
“No.” I shook my head. “I’m not going with him.”
“You have Daisy. It’s his baby. He take her.”
“No, he won’t.” I wasn’t completely sure about this statement, but I had to reassure Leonard that this would not happen. “Daisy and I are staying.”
He was on his knees; his hands held my face. “You make Leonard crazy.”
Tears were in my eyes. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry for everything.”
Something seemed to shift in his expression, the tenseness softening. “You’re a bad girl, Porsche.” His raspy tone held a hint of huskiness.
“I’ve made mistakes, but that doesn’t make me bad.” He pushed me, and I fell to my knees. “What are you—”
“You need a spanking.”
“Leonard!” The flat part of his hand connected with my bottom. “Ouch!” Amusement rumbled in his chest, as he slapped me again. “Oh!”
“You a bad girl.”
“Ouch!”
He paused, touching me, his hand sliding over the contours of my buttocks. “Nice ass.”
“Oh, I see where this is going.” I began to tingle with arousal.
“Ggrrooaarrrr…”
“Smack!”
“Ouch!” His hand dipped between my legs, finding a shockingly wet pussy, which was made even wetter when one of his fingers slid inside. “Oh, Leonard…” I clutched the grass, dirt embedding beneath my nails. I gladly endured having him ream me with inward and outward thrusts. “Leonard. It’s so nice.”
“Smack!”
“Ouf!”
“Whhooaarrr…”
His finger drove even deeper, rubbing against something incredible. “Ooohh…” I thrust my ass up trying to take even more. He slid from me then. “No!”
His cock was in front of my mouth. “You suck Leonard.”
I obliged by nibbling on the rounded end, tasting the salty effects of pre-cum. Sitting back on my feet, I worked my Bigfoot lover, devouring the lengthy appendage, which gagged me. His balls hung low, filled with semen; the pink sacs were soft to the touch. I lifted one at a time, cramming the objects into my mouth and prodding them with my tongue.
“Good,” he rasped. “Good.”
He massaged his end, a thumb rubbing over the rounded expanse of flesh, producing a small river of clear fluid. Just when I was about to eat him again, he moved away. He was behind me in a flash, grasping my hips and pulling me to him.
“Oh, yes! Gimme that cock, you big ape!” With one fluid thrust, he slid in deep, filling me to my cervix. I gasped at the sensation, my nerve endings screaming in pleasure.
“Ggrrooaarrr…”
My juices mixed with his pre-cum, allowing for a silky smooth passage, the cock sliding easily, and his balls slapping my pussy. His low, raspy grunting teased me, the sounds of animalistic mating echoing in the wilderness around us.
“Oh, Leonard!”
He held nothing back as he worked me, his thrusts rubbing something aching and tingly. I flung my head forward, hair falling to the grass. I braced myself, gripping the earth, while my Bigfoot lover used me, bringing us both to the precipice of release. I bit my lip, shuddering, as the first wave arrived, forcing the muscles in my cunt to close around him.
“Oh, shit!” I shuddered at the sensation of bliss. “Ooohh…God…”
“Grrooaarrr…”
He speared me for a moment longer, letting me enjoy every last bit of pleasure I could, and then he pulled free. “Suck me, Porsche.” I grasped for him, feeling sticky wetness. Wrapping my hand around the hard object, I slurped noisily, working him aggressively. He wheezed and rasped, enjoying the attention. The spongy tip was in my mouth, driving to the back of my throat.
“Gggrrroooaarrrr…”
Semen began to spurt, hitting my tonsils. He pulled free, jetting silky ropes of cum over my face, neck, and tummy. The volume of semen these creatures produced was tremendous. The fluid dripped from my nipples, rivers running over my tummy, wetting me thoroughly. I shivered, the sperm having turned cold.
“I’m sticky now.”
He grasped me, holding me close. “I love my Porsche.” He trembled slightly.
Engulfed with emotion, I whispered, “I love you too.”
Getting to his feet, he held me in his arms. I was naked and shivering, as he stepped through the trees in search of the hot spring. I gazed up, glimpsing the stars above the leaves, the speckles of light flashing. Leonard and I had finally made up, and reuniting certainly did feel good.
Chapter Five
By the time Leonard and I arrived back at camp, the little Sasquatches had been put in their shelters. To my surprise, Mike held Daisy, the baby cooing and making noises. I worried for a moment that Leonard might be upset, but he cast a cursory glance at the forest ranger, and then settled next to Bubba, who was packing his pipe with cannabis. I’d retrieved my dress, but one shoulder was torn. Zelda would have to fix it tomorrow.
I stood over Mike. “I should put her down.”
“She’s fine.”
I held out my hands. “It’s late.”
He smiled at Daisy. “She’s adorable. I’m loving the name, even though I wasn’t consulted.”
He refused to hand her to me, so I joined him on the pelt. “Look…”
“No. Let’s not fight. I want us to have a good time tonight.” His eyes were warm and loving, and I hated that I felt myself softening towards him. “You make up with Leonard?”
“Yeah.”
“I’m gonna be really upset, if I don’t get to spend time with you.”
He meant sleep with me. “Mike.”
“I know you love that fucking ape, but can’t you try to love me?”
It had been a roller coaster of a night. “I do love you.” Tears were in my eyes. “I love you both. I have kids with you both. We’re all connected. I just can’t take anymore drama.”
He touched my face. “Baby, I don’t wanna upset you. I don’t wanna see you unhappy. That ape’s been making you miserable.”
“He had a right to be angry, but things are working themselves out now.”
Zelda approached. “You want me to put her down?”
I glanced over at Bubba. He had Leslie between his legs, and she was working his cock with h
er mouth. The vibe at camp had morphed into something naughty and hedonistic, and things would only degenerate further. The scientists, picking up on the change, had retired to their tents; I could hear them talking.
“Give her a pacifier. She might fuss a little.”
“Leslie fed her while you were gone.”
“That’s good.”
“Come on, little one. Let’s go.” She took the baby from Mike.
“I want to spend a lot more time with her.”
“How long are you here?”
“I have the summer off.”
“The whole summer?” He nodded. “Wow.” Or this could be a disaster. How would Leonard deal with Mike’s presence for that long?
“Now you’re worried.”
“I don’t want to piss Leonard off.”
“He shares you with Rusty and Dale.”
“They aren’t threats like you are. He worries that I’ll leave with you.”
“You said you wouldn’t.” His look was sober. “I’m not going to pressure you into doing anything you don’t want. I just wanna take care of you and Daisy.”
“I know.”
“I wanna be with you, Porsche. I’m dying to touch you.”
“I can’t get pregnant again.”
“We’re gonna have to take measures to make sure that doesn’t happen.” He smiled.
“That might be tough, if you’re here all summer.”
He sat back, crossing his legs. “You know, I love these mountains. I love the lowlands and the valleys and the glaciers. I never thought I’d find the woman of my dreams in the goddamn forest. It’s like some kind of sick joke.”
“Only if you look at it like that. Maybe you’ll spend more time here.”
“Oh, for sure. Now that I have a daughter, things are going to change.” Our eyes met, and I felt the weight of his emotions in that long, tension-filled moment. “I love you. I love you like I’ve never loved anybody. You’re the mother of my child. You’re my wild mountain woman.”
“Don’t talk like that,” I whispered.
“I’m not holding anything back, honey. I’m not gonna pretend that I don’t love you.”
“Oh, Mike.” Jeez…I’d gotten myself into a pickle. Like one of those enormous pickles that needs its own jar.
“Gggrroooaarrr…” Bubba squirted his pleasure, catching the side of Leslie’s face. “Good…good…” he rasped.
Leonard’s proximity had left him in an aggravated state, his cock standing at attention. Without hesitating, Leslie began to suck him, working the tip noisily. One of the Sasquatches beat a homemade drum, the sound primal and exotic. Mike’s hand closed around my ankle.
“Kiss me.”
I glanced at Leonard. “I don’t want to make him mad.”
“Should I get his permission?” He smiled coyly. “Maybe we could duck into the forest.”
I leaned in to kiss him, but Dale suddenly appeared, thrusting his hairy form between us. “Porsche,” he grunted.
I sighed. “That was timely.”
Dale grabbed me, dragging me onto his lap, where he began to remove my dress. “Dale!”
“Gimme boobies,” he rasped.
“Oh, my…goodness!” His lips closed around a stiff nipple, setting off a spray of warm milk.
“That does look good,” murmured Mike. “Would he mind if I had a…suck?”
Rusty and Dale had let Mike participate before, but with Leonard nearby, I wasn’t sure how this would go. I didn’t want to upset my lover again, but I felt torn where Mike was concerned. I wanted to kiss him and feel his hands on me. I glanced at Leonard, who had his head back and his eyes closed. Leslie worked his cock, sucking and squeezing the lengthy phallus.
“Go ahead, Mike.”
Dale didn’t seem to mind when he neared, taking hold of my face and kissing me. It was wicked to have my nipples sucked, while I kissed someone else. His tongue was silky soft inside my mouth, parrying with mine. I’d just had incredible sex in the forest with my beast lover, but I was ready for more. Dale’s pre-cum dripped over my thigh, the clear fluid quickly turning cold. He grunted, taking a nipple between his lips and sucking. The letdown reflex had me feeling like a bowl of JELL-O. Dale had swallowed a substantial amount of milk; little droplets were on the fur around his mouth.
“Oh, you bad boys,” gasped Zelda. She serviced two Sasquatches, holding each of their cocks and sucking one and then the other. “You gonna take me at once, you bad boys?”
“Whhooaarrr…” they replied enthusiastically.
Leonard grunted, “Good! Good sucking, Leslie.” His cock erupted with copious amounts of fluid, which Leslie was determined to avoid. She moved aside, as he squirted. The musky-sweet scent of Sasquatch semen mixed with the smell of the campfire, creating a pungent, earthy aroma. It was a fragrance I had gotten used to. It was as common in the Cascades as sulfur springs and rhododendrons.
Dale’s finger slid between my legs, dipping into my swollen pussy. I knew I was wet, and now he did too. He grabbed me, sitting me on top of him, the steely size of his cock pressing into me.
“Omigod!”
“Whhooaarrr…”
“Oh, Dale.” I rode him, while my fingers gripped the fur on his stomach. Strong hands were on my hips, guiding me. This left Mike out of the action, and he sat near us watching.
Leslie worked another Sasquatch; her fellatio skills were being fully utilized tonight. Leonard shuffled over; his breathing was low and raspy. I worried for a moment that there might be some trouble with Mike, but to my shock, he scooted in behind me, his hand on my bottom.
“Nice ass, Porsche.”
“Oh, Leonard,” I sounded breathless. “What are you doing?” He spread my cheeks, exposing my little hole. His breath fanned out over the orifice. A lengthy tongue began to prod, dipping inward, inflaming that region with heated goodness. “Oh! Omigod!” He worked me ruthlessly, laving deeply and opening me up. He’d just orgasmed, so I had no idea what he was doing. A finger breached the folds. “Leonard!” His saliva had thoroughly lubricated this area. I rode Dale, his shaft filling me to capacity, while Leonard prepared me for anal sex.
When he was satisfied that I was ready, he gestured towards Mike. “You take her.” He pointed a finger at him. “But, she stays here.” This announcement was stunning. He was offering me to Mike, and he had prepared me for him, making my bottom ready.
“Are you sure?” Confusion and disbelief registered on Mike’s face.
“Yes,” he rasped. “I share her, but you share too. No more babies. Only I make babies with her.”
Mike nodded. “I understand, man. I won’t get her pregnant again.”
Leonard sat next to us; his expression was firm, yet decided. He had come up with a solution he could live with, and I would be able to have sex with Mike, provided that it did not result in pregnancy. Mike, whose shorts were pushed to their limits, unzipped them and let them drop, revealing a yummy looking cock.
“Looks like I got a party invite.” He grinned roguishly.
“I guess you did.”
His hand touched my butt. “I’ve never had anal sex before.”
“Grrooaarrr…” Dale grunted.
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“It’s fine. I won’t break.”
He stood behind me with his knees bent. “Okay. Here goes.” He pushed against my tiny opening, the tight bands giving way and allowing him to sink fully. “Oh, man.”
Leonard grunted his approval. He had given his permission, and he seemed satisfied with the result. The apes were sharing me with a human, and that thought brought incredible relief. If Mike was going to be with us for extended periods of time, we had to learn how to get along. If tonight was any indication, we might very well end up as one, very big, happy family.
“Oh, Mike!” He’d pushed his way through, sliding in and out.
“God, it’s tight.”
Dale’s groans filled my ears; the ape was working his w
ay to orgasm, one rasp at a time. Two cocks impaled me simultaneously, and the sensation left me tingling with arousal. My entire lower anatomy was fully engaged and stretched to its limits.
“You can fuck me harder, Mike,” I gasped. “I won’t break.”
“Jesus.”
The three of us had lathered ourselves into a frenzy, and, if Dale’s ragged breathing was any indication, he was about to let loose a bucketful of semen.
“Ggrrooaarrr…”
“Oh, Dale, you dirty boy!”
“Rrrooaaarrrr…”
He stiffened, spewing a river of cum, which filled my pussy and gushed over my inner thighs. Most of it soaked his fur; the smell of wet dog and musk was nearly overpowering. Not to be outdone, Mike drove deeply, the sound of his balls slapped noisily.
“Oh, God, Porsche!” He gasped, stiffening, drenching my insides with salty jizz. “Aaaahhh…man…” He rode out his pleasure, enjoying every last second, until his cock began to diminish.
Remarkably, I hadn’t orgasmed yet. The second climax usually took longer to achieve, and, as I sat on the pelt, Leonard winked at me. I returned the smile, our eyes communicating. He’d shared me with Mike, and he didn’t seem to be jealous at all. He grabbed me suddenly.
“Leonard!”
“Ggrrooarrr…”
He pushed me onto my back, his face buried in my pussy. A long tongue slid deep. “Ooohh…” I moaned in utter bliss, staring at the stars. Mike kissed me, his sweet breath filling my lungs. Things were definitely looking up.
Chapter Six
The scientists stayed with us for three weeks, and then they left by helicopter. Dr. Haynes had brought enough supplies to see us through, until I went home in the fall. Mike had been accepted into the tribe, and the apes shared me with him, which pleased me endlessly. He helped to take care of Daisy, and, as the scorching heat of summer had reached its peak, the tribe was on the move north.
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