“What’s wrong?”
“Other tribe is here,” rasped Archie.
Leonard looked grim. “Stiyaha.” He grabbed me. “We go now!”
“Oh! Omigod!”
I was all but dragged up the side of the mountain, my heart pounding in my chest.
Chapter Six
When it seemed we were a safe distance away, the tense postures of the Bigfoots lessened, and they lumbered on with ease. I, on the other hand, felt like I was going to die. My lungs burned from the exertion, and my toes were worryingly numb. The altitude had to be a factor as well, making breathing difficult. To compound matters, the snow now fell in earnest, and I prayed we would find shelter before it got any worse.
I had dropped so far behind at one point, that Leonard headed down the mountain to get me, picking me up in his arms and carrying me for a long time. The raspy quality of his breathing signified how hard the ape labored under the extra burden. There was some discussion between them, and they glanced around bewildered, shiny black eyes revealing confusion. It was almost as if they had never been in this part of the forest before. We had diverted from a known path, and now they were debating their options.
“What’s wrong?”
“Strange place,” Leonard rasped.
“That’s bad?” He nodded. “Okay, put me down. I’m good. I can walk.” He set me in the snow, which was more than a foot thick. The scene around us was reminiscent of a winter wonderland. Snow fell like frozen confetti. It was like being trapped in a snow globe. “What are we gonna do?”
“Look for shelter.”
“Great.”
We began to descend, following the jagged ridge of the mountain; the path was completely obscured by snow. I had to navigate the trenches carved out by enormous feet. The apes were snow encrusted and dripping with wetness, but, from the looks on their faces, they were determined to find a place that would protect us for the night. The sight of them sniffing was either a promising development or a warning of more danger.
“What is it?”
Archie had stopped, pointing to the left most corner of the mountain. “I go up to look. Might be cave.”
Leonard grunted in reply, flinging his backpack on the ground. “We wait.”
I dropped mine as well and sat on it, hiding beneath the hood of my jacket. The knitted hat had saved my ears from freezing, by my cheeks were icy to the touch and numb. Leonard sat next to me, pulling me onto his lap. He was surprisingly warm, and I snuggled into him, enjoying having something to lean on. We waited for ten minutes, until rocks tumbled down several yards away, which made Leonard tense. He sniffed and then relaxed; his arms around me went slack. Archie must have been responsible. He returned a moment later, wheezing and grinning. Puffs of vapor emanated from his nostrils.
“Cave. We go up.” He pointed. “Good cave.”
This motivated Leonard to his feet, and he brought me along with him. He thrust my backpack at me. “Let’s go, Lena. We rest soon.”
“God, I hope so.”
The trek up the mountain was a nightmare. I lost my footing several times, the boots sliding out from underneath me. The snow hid a thin sheen of ice. It had begun to fall heavily; the snowflakes were round and fluffy looking. The pack on my back felt ungainly, and, as it shifted, I seemed to sway with it, which exacerbated my balance issue. I grasped at anything to help steady me, but nothing presented itself, and I fell. Luck prevented me from hitting my head on a rock. A furry foot appeared before my face, and a tug on my back lifted the item that felt like fifty pounds.
“You okay, Lena?” It was Leonard.
“Yeah. I-I’m sorry. I’m so tired.” I sounded miserable. I felt miserable.
He grasped me, hauling me to my feet. “Almost there.”
We walked together, although he dragged me the final meters, leading me to the darkened opening in the side of the mountain. Archie had disappeared within. As we neared, I felt heat, which was shocking. Leonard held my hand, pulling me the remaining distance, until I stood inside a jagged opening, the warmth of humid air caressing my skin.
“What is this?”
Leonard shrugged. “Hot water somewhere. We find good shelter.” He grinned, clearly relieved and more than a little surprised by this turn of events.
Archie had a flashlight, which shone from a distance. He was searching every nook and cranny. The sheer size of the cave was astounding, as it reached up hundreds of feet. Leonard dug through his bag, pulling out two flashlights. He handed one to me.
“Thanks.”
“Gggrrroooaarrr…” It was Archie. The growl didn’t sound like a warning; it was more like an announcement, and, a moment later, he disappeared through an opening in the wall.
“Where’s he going?”
Leonard took my hand. “We follow him.”
My face tingled as it defrosted from having been nearly frozen. We left the backpacks by the entrance, and I assumed the apes would retrieve them later after we had explored the cave. The room we found ourselves in was enormous, with stalactites pointing downwards from the ceiling in thin, cone-shaped formations. Columns of stalagmites grew upwards, some reaching what looked like hundreds of feet into the air. The sound of dripping water echoed, along with the howl of the wind outside.
The flashlight illuminated a good portion of our surroundings, but the furthest reaches were plunged into darkness. There were crevices and hollows and passageways to unknown places.
“This is pretty.”
Leonard squeezed my hand, which was reassuring. “New cave. Good cave.”
A series of roars came from Archie; the younger ape was calling to us. We hurried to find him, our feet crunching over rocks. Leonard led me through a fissure, which wasn’t much bigger than he was, and, as we emerged, light shone in the distance. It cast a warm, yellowish glow around us.
“What is that?”
“We find out.”
Water emerged on the left in a small river that flowed gently to an unknown destination. We headed for the light, hearing Archie grunting and shuffling in the next chamber. The heat had made my skin moist with perspiration, and I longed to remove my jacket. A flash of green shone up ahead, which was astonishing. As we crossed the threshold, the gold tones of the walls revealed more rock sculptures in bumps, ridges, and conical shapes. This was to be expected now, but the shock came from the greenery, that I had not anticipated. The room appeared to be hundreds of feet long and half as wide. The ceiling had developed holes, the openings allowing light to filter down. Because of the light and the warm conditions, grass had grown along with a pretty forest of trees. It was like an indoor nursery equipped with the sounds of crickets.
Leonard gaped at the surrounds, shocked by what he was seeing. I unbuttoned my jacket and left it on a rock, removing my hat and gloves. “Wow. This is some place.”
Archie appeared, grinning. He spoke to Leonard, grunting and gesturing. He seemed excited about something. Had he found something else? “Hot water,” he rasped. “This is a good cave. Very good.”
Leonard grunted in reply, flashing ivory teeth. “I get the bags.” He pointed at me. “You wait here.”
“Okay.”
I shut off the flashlight, preserving the batteries. This part of the cave had more than ample light. While the Sasquatches retrieved the backpacks, I wandered around, marveling at the mini forest. The warmth and humidity allowed the plants to thrive all year long. It was easy to ignore my growling stomach, being surrounded by the surreal beauty of nature. The apes were gone longer than I expected, and I sat on the grass waiting for them. When they returned, they carried my bag and armfuls of wood, which looked wet. We would have to wait for it to dry out before we could have a fire.
Leonard dropped the items on the floor with a thud. He dug through a bag, finding a granola bar, which he gave to me. “Thanks.”
“We need water,” he said gruffly. “Let’s go look. Come with us, Lena.”
“Sounds like a plan.” Archie h
eld a flashlight, leading the way out of the mini forest. I was excited to explore other parts of the mysterious cave. The echoes of trickling and gurgling registered from every corner. “Have you ever been here before?”
“No,” said Archie. “New cave.”
Through a narrow passageway and down a tight opening, we shimmied to another chamber, which dripped with moisture. Gusts of heated air blasted me. “Omigod. It’s like a sauna.”
Leonard helped me down; his hands spanned my waist, lifting me effortlessly. A pool of crystal clear water greeted us, which had been carved out of the floor in a rectangular shape. It spanned the length of the room and disappeared to a place that glowed with illumination. There was an opening to the outside behind the wall. Flickering shadows of water bounced off the ceiling.
Archie knelt, touching the water. He grunted with approval, and, a second later, he fell in, creating a noisy splash. “Grrrooaaaarrr…” He swam to the other side and dove under, disappearing.
“Where’s he going?” Sasquatches were good swimmers. He had completely disappeared. Leonard shrugged, unconcerned, and, a second later, he jumped into the water. “Is it drinkable?”
“Yes,” he rasped. He gestured towards me. “Come swim, Lena.”
I stepped out of my boots, lifted my sweater, and undid my bra. It was a relief to undress, because the heat was oppressive. I dipped my toe into the water. “Wow. It’s really warm.”
Leonard’s eyes flashed as he stared at me, and I knew what he was seeing. My body was lithe and toned; my breasts were round and high. Guys were forever hitting on me, wanting to get me into bed. I’d lost my virginity at a frat party, and it had been the worst experience of my life, but after having been with a Bigfoot, that was a distant memory now. I released my long, blonde hair from its ponytail, attaching the elastic band to my wrist.
“Is Archie okay? He’s been gone a while.”
“He’s good.” He waited for me expectantly, his fur dripping with water. He appeared to be standing, because he remained still.
“How deep is it?”
“Here not bad. Deep over there.” He pointed to where Archie had gone.
I jumped, feeling the warmth enveloping me. When I surfaced, Leonard grinned lopsidedly. “Good, eh?”
It was hard not to share his enthusiasm. “This is awesome.” I swam to where Archie had disappeared and held onto a warm rock. I tasted the water, and it was as tasteless and pure as a glass from my Brita filter. “I guess I shouldn’t pee in here.” Leonard swam to me, grabbing me; his nose was in my neck. I had been expecting that.
“Grroooaaarrr…”
A hard object throbbed and pushed against my back. “Oh, Leonard.”
“Grrroooaaarrr…”
Chapter Seven
Before we were able to explore these new developments, a dark shape moved beneath the water, nearly scaring me half to death. It was Archie, and he surfaced. He lifted his hand, revealing three huge fish.
“Where did you get those?”
He grinned broadly. “Fresh water river.”
They were the fattest fish I had ever seen. “That’s incredible.”
Leonard’s ears perked up, his expression nearly rapturous. The apes loved fish, especially juicy salmon. He hauled himself out, shaking vigorously, spraying a field of wetness around him. I climbed out as well; my stomach had begun to growl in earnest.
“Make fire,” said Archie. “We need dinner.”
The carnal needs of the Sasquatch had been set-aside for the moment, and I dressed quickly, following him to the tropical chamber, with its lush garden.
“Look for wood,” he rasped.
“Okay.” I wandered through the trees picking up fallen branches, enough to fill my arms. Leonard worked to make a pit, collecting rocks and arranging them in a circle. “Here ya go.”
“Good, good. Get more.”
Archie cleaned the fish, slicing a knife down their bellies and discarding the contents. Leonard started a fire, placing the fish on a small metal sheath. The delicious aroma of grilled salmon filled the cavern. I’d unpacked my bag and retrieved a blanket and food items. When dinner was ready, we ate on a grassy knoll, listening to crickets and watching as the shadows of evening began to darken the room. Archie lit a lamp, which would give us ample illumination after the fire died down. Because of the warmth of our environment, we wouldn’t need a fire all night long. I had never been fond of camping. It wasn’t my desire to explore the great outdoors, but being with Leonard and Archie made it fun, even after all the hours I had to hike today.
“Do you think everybody else is okay?”
Leonard nodded. “They found shelter.”
“I wonder how Pooky is. He was really sick.”
“He’s fine, Lena.” Leonard eyed me. “You miss him?”
I hadn’t thought of him all day, which was slightly worrying. He had kidnapped me and seduced me, but…why would I think about him? “Um…not really.” This answer seemed to please Leonard. He scratched his chin in thought.
Archie arranged a blanket in a flattened part of the mini forest. He’d stretched out on it, gazing at the canopy above his head. Nature had created this heated paradise. It was like an oasis in a freezing, barren land. The fact that it existed, and that we would benefit, gave me a sense of security. We could easily survive here for a long time. Maybe we would have to.
Leonard held out his hand. “Come, Lena.”
I went to him, and he led me to Archie, who held his penis in his hands. It was always shocking seeing an erect Sasquatch, because the length was a formidable twelve inches. My experiences with these creatures had never been degrading or painful. What was waiting for me had me buzzing with anticipation. Leonard scooted in next to us; his cock was distended as well.
“This must be tonight’s entertainment.”
“Ggggrrrooaarrr…”
Furry hands tugged at my clothing, lifting the sweater over my head. I hadn’t put my bra on, and my breasts were exposed instantly. Archie played with a nipple, firming the pink, spongy ball on contact. He pressed it between his thumb and finger, rolling it leisurely. The sensation this provoked trickled down my spine like melted butter.
“Oh…”
As the shadows deepened, the paradise took on a mysterious glow, while crickets bleated from the bushes, serenading us. Leonard’s hands were on my hips; the pads of his fingers traced a seductive path to my thighs. Archie took my hand and placed it on his cock, his eager, lustful expression urging me to touch him.
“Pretty Lena,” he rasped.
Leonard flicked his tongue out, catching the side of my face. Then he threaded his fingers through my hair, bringing my head back. Soft, wet kisses fell on my neck. I touched Archie, squeezing him, until a tiny river of fluid began to flow from the little gash. This allowed me to massage him easily, my thumb tracing circles over the cleaved head.
“Ggggrrrooaarrr…”
A thick tongue was in my mouth, invading me, but not to the point of gagging. I reciprocated, and the kiss deepened. Someone’s hands drifted between my thighs, grazing the sensitive flesh of my mound. I’d closed my eyes, giving in to the feelings my ape lovers provoked and not caring anymore. I’d have to apologize to Porsche for having sex with her lover. She should understand more than anyone how impossible it is to resist a horny Sasquatch. They had a certain way about them…these natural born seducers.
“Oh!”
Thick fingers slid into my dampness, opening me up for a thorough exploration. Archie grunted from the hand job, his mouth hanging open, and an expression of pleasure softening his animalistic features. I continued to play with the shaft, squeezing and massaging, rubbing my thumb across the cleaved tip. Leaning over him, I took the end into my mouth, sucking.
“Whhooaaarrr…” he roared appreciatively.
Leonard grasped my hips, lifting me to my knees, exposing my pussy to his hungry gaze. He licked my back, bringing the tip of his tongue down my spine to the rounded
curves of my buttocks. I was mildly astonished when I felt his heated wetness press into the tight bands of muscles encircling my anus.
“Oh…you dirty boys.” I could hardly believe I had uttered those words, but what was more shocking was the way my body reacted to both the oral and anal stimulation. The wet tip of a tongue drove into my tight folds, spearing me repeatedly. “Oh, Leonard.”
Archie had collapsed upon the blanket; his cock stood up like an obelisk, firm and commanding. I administered to him, nibbling around the edges and then swirling over the tip, tasting salty pre-cum. His balls were hairless and heavy, and he lifted them for me, silently imploring that I lavish them with attention. A finger slid into my pussy, rubbing something deep and pleasurable.
“Omigod!”
An avalanche of tingles burst inside me; the feeling was so intense, I knew that I was on the verge of losing control. I’d never been comfortable having sex before, but Pooky had shown me that it could be incredible, and I now understood that all the apes possessed the skill of seduction, giving just as much as they would take from their lovers. The combination of a lengthy tongue in my bottom and an equally lengthy finger in my pussy had me gasping and moaning; the task of sucking Archie’s balls had become something I struggled to focus on.
“Ooohhh…” The guttural sound of my cry echoed in the cavern. “Oh, God. Oh, God. Fuck me!” I was beyond caring now, wanting something even larger inside of me, and knowing that Leonard would give me exactly what I desired. Sensing my need, he grasped my hips, lifting me over Archie, who held his cock like a spear, letting it glide into my pussy with one long thrust. “Ooohhh…ooohhh…” I shuddered with pleasure, my fingers digging into the fur of his stomach. He grunted, thrusting upwards gently. It wasn’t possible to take all twelve inches, and the apes knew this; therefore, they thrust as deeply as they could, but with a measure of restraint.
“Good ass, Lena. Good.” Leonard rubbed his cock over my opening, lubricating me with copious amounts of pre-cum. The excess dribbled down my inner thighs.
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