“Our leader. He’s the oldest of the apes. You’ll meet him soon enough.”
Shelly glanced at me, and to my surprise, she smiled crookedly. “We’re fucked seven ways to Sunday, Porsche.”
“Probably.” I leaned into Leonard; his nose was pressed to my neck. I tingled all the way down my spine, shivering with pleasure.
After we had eaten, Shelly and I were led down a torch lit path to a rocky outcropping, which revealed an opening in the side of the mountain. An inner passageway brought us to a smaller room with a fire and animal pelts scattered all over the stone floor. A naked woman slept on a soft looking fur. The whiteness of her skin was a marked contrast to the dark animal pelt. She stirred as we neared, and her eyes flew open.
“Leslie!” I gasped.
She sprang to her feet and hugged me. “Porsche! Oh, my God! It’s so good to see you.” She hugged Shelly. “You guys look great. I wondered what the hell had happened to you.”
The ape named Bubba was seated several feet away, smoking a long pipe that smelled pungently of marijuana. His hooded eyes roamed over us. Leonard and Dale drew near and grunted a greeting to their leader, who snorted in response.
Leslie was wide-eyed and eager, happiness shone in her expression. We sat next to her on a fur. She didn’t seem to mind her own nakedness as she sat straight with her perky breasts thrusting out.
“How’ve you been?” I asked. “Are you all right?”
She smiled sheepishly. “Yeah, I’m fine. I’ve…been taken care of.”
I knew what she meant by that. “These apes are sweet…but—”
“Yeah,” she agreed, “but we gotta get home.”
“I don’t know how we’re gonna do that,” said Shelly.
“Guys,” whispered Leslie. “We don’t have to worry about it tonight. I’ve some ideas. I’ll tell you about them tomorrow. There might be a way to escape. I’m working on it.”
Leonard approached. He held out his hand. “Come.”
He helped me to my feet, and Dale helped Shelly to hers. We were taken further into the cave with Leslie and Bubba following. Torches illuminated the gray stone walls, casting splashes of light over the dusty floor. The sound of dripping water had my attention, and, as we neared the source, a room emerged with what looked like a shallow swimming pool. Soft animal pelts had been strewn about, and Bubba sat on one, pulling Leslie onto his lap. The pipe was in his mouth, filling the space with its pungent odor.
Leonard stepped into the pool and held out his arms. He wanted me to enter. I prepared myself for the cold, but, to my astonishment, the water was heated. It was a thermal spring! I whipped my t-shirt over my head and stepped out of my shorts and panties. I was submerged within seconds, sighing with bliss. Swimming under the surface, the feel of it invigorated me, washing sweat and dirt from my pores. I dunked my head and rubbed my scalp, cleaning my hair. Leonard watched me, his black eyes flashing with a carnal light. I’d seen that look before. It pleased him that I was happy. He took the opportunity to clean himself as well, washing his face with his hands. Shelly and Dale did the same, enjoying the warmth of the water.
“Rrrroooaaarrrr…”
The sound of Bubba filled the room.
Leslie’s mouth was wide open, sucking on the end of his enormous phallus. He’d reclined, letting her work him at will; his hands were behind his head. The mood suddenly shifted. I tensed, my pussy throbbing, knowing what was to come and welcoming it wholeheartedly. Leonard grabbed me, kissing my neck, his hands massaging my breasts, tweaking my nipples, sending pulses of excitement down my spine. He lifted me out of the water and set me down near the edge, where he pressed my back to a pelt. Raising my legs, my pussy was exposed to his eager eyes. He laved my slit with that extra long tongue, toying and pleasuring me. Pushing on the backs of my thighs, my bottom was elevated, entirely exposed to him. His tongue began to prod around the puckered edges of my sphincter.
“Oh, Leonard.”
It was naughty having that part of my anatomy invaded; yet, the sensation curled my toes with pleasure. His saliva lubricated the entrance, allowing his tongue to slide in easily, filling me with its supple softness. It sunk deep into my bottom, massaging my inner walls, making me gasp and writhe on the fur. My fingers dove into his matted hair, holding him to me.
“Oh, God, yes!”
I glanced over at Leslie, and she was on her hands and knees with Bubba taking her from behind. His pale cock glistened in the torchlight. “Ooohhh…fuck me, you big hairy ape! Fuck me!”
The wetness of Leonard’s saliva slid down my buttcrack. He fucked my ass, driving his tongue in deep. His strokes were sinuous, yet strong, moving in and out. I was being reamed thoroughly and enjoying every second of it. My finger drifted to my pussy, and I played with myself.
“Rrrraaaaoooooaaarrr…” Bubba’s voice echoed off the stonewalls.
“That’s it, you hairy ape. Fuck me!” uttered Leslie. “Ooohhh…fuck me.”
Leonard got out of the water, snatching a leather pouch, which I knew contained some type of oil. I shivered, thinking that he was going to plunge his cock into my ass. It would be intensely pleasurable, because I had been thoroughly primed.
Chapter Five
Shelly and her Bigfoot joined us on the animal pelts, Dale rubbing oil onto Shelly’s bottom and dipping a long, black finger into her ass.
“Ooohhh…these dirty apes,” breathed Shelly. “How is anal sex gonna make a baby?”
I laughed, “I don’t think making babies is what they’re thinking about right now.”
“It sure isn’t.”
Dale’s pale cock looked huge. His balls swayed beneath his organ, heavy and bloated with semen. These apes had buckets full of jizz, enough to fill an entire pitcher. My pussy throbbed just thinking about it. Leonard’s talented tongue drove into the inner recesses of my bottom, playing with me one last time before he applied the oil, rubbing it over my loosened hole. A finger slid in, and I gasped, it felt so good.
“Oh, Leonard.”
“Good ass,” he rasped. “Good ass.”
“Oh, my God. Fuck my ass. Do it.” It was shameful, but I wanted to feel that enormous cock stretching me wide. “Be a dirty ape.”
Shelly’s Bigfoot rubbed his cock against her asshole, pressing the rounded tip into her sensitive muscles. “Oh, shit! It’s big.” She glanced at me, her face a mask of lust and pain. “Oh-fuck-shit!”
I couldn’t think anymore, because Leonard’s penis was pressing into me, demanding entrance. I gasped as the plump end pushed me open, widening me to impossible breadths. My fingers toyed with my pussy feeling the wetness of my arousal.
“Good ass. Good!”
“Oh, God, yeah!” shouted Leslie.
“Grrrrooooaaaarrrr!” Bubba hammered her pussy with his cock, filling the cavern with the sounds of his balls slapping against skin. He stiffened then, emptying himself inside of Leslie, her pussy gushing sperm.
“Oh, fuck!” Shelly’s bottom was being reamed by a slick, pale looking shaft. “You dirty, boy. Oooohhh…”
My bottom was on fire. Although I had been primed, the insertion of something so large still stung. I gritted my teeth as the enormous head crossed the threshold, pushing the bands of my muscles to their limits.
“Oh, my God! Oh, God…”
“Good, good!” grunted Leonard.
His fingers gripped my hips as he drove in with a fluid thrust, filling me completely. Leslie drew near, having satisfied her ape. Her hand touched my back.
“That’s gotta hurt.”
I groaned in the throws of pleasure and agony. “Ooohhh…”
Her hand drifted to my pussy, a finger stroking my clit. “This should make you feel better.”
I had to brace myself using both hands, and I hadn’t been able to touch my swollen nub. Leslie rubbed her finger against the sensitive lump, making me tremble with a rush of pleasurable sensations.
“Good ass, good!” groaned Leonard.
; “Aw, fuck!” shouted Shelly. “Fuck me, you big, nasty ape!”
The smell of marijuana filled the room. Bubba had lit up, lounging on his furs, relaxing in his post-coital bliss. He rubbed his enlarged, furry tummy watching us. The cock in my ass drove deep; the pressure in my lower anatomy was intense, spurring me onwards towards an incredible buildup. With the help of Leslie’s well-placed finger, I knew I was tumbling headlong into an extraordinary release that would leave my senses completely shattered.
“Oh, God, Leonard.”
“Grrrooooaaarrrr…”
His balls slapped against my ass with loud smacking sounds.
“Your clit’s so big, Porsche. Wow.”
Leslie’s finger played with my nub, rolling it between her finger and thumb. I tensed, thrusting my ass up, taking Leonard’s cock even deeper.
“Oh, oooohhh…” I was on the brink. Every nerve ending in my bottom screamed with agony, which in turn made the pleasure that much more extreme. “Oh, God…”
“Good, blonde, good!” cried Leonard.
“Oh, yeah,” screamed Shelly.
“Whoooaaaarrrrr…” Dale drove into her ass, suddenly stiffening. A deluge of milky cream rushed out of her bottom, pouring down her inner thighs.
“Bad ape,” she gasped. “You dirty ape.”
I was done for. Leonard’s thrusting drove me over the edge. I convulsed, moaning while the orgasm ravaged my system. My anal muscles clamped around the cock in my ass, as Leonard shouted, thrusting and emptying himself deep inside of me. The wetness of his release poured out of my hole, running down my thighs to the fur beneath my knees.
“Grrroooooaaaarrrrr! Good ass! Good!”
“Oh, Leonard. Oh, shit!”
My bottom smarted from the size of his cock, but the pain had been worth it. Anal orgasms were far more intense than vaginal ones. They seemed to engage the entire abdominal region including the muscles in my cunt. Collapsing onto the animal pelt, Leonard joined me, throwing his arm over my back.
By morning, I was exhausted, yet thoroughly relaxed having had sex all night long. I found Leslie by the fire, drinking from a tin cup.
“You said you had a plan.”
She nodded. Her long brown hair was a mess around her. “I have a cell phone. It was in my pocket.”
“Holy shit.”
She glanced around nervously. Maggy and her sister were washing clothes in a nearby stream. “I still have two bars left, but there’s no reception out here.”
“They could use your phone to find us. They could like track us or something. That’s how they found that missing hiker in the news.”
“Yep. That’s what I’m hoping.”
I sighed. “Thank God.”
“You seem to like Leonard.”
That was embarrassing. “Um, he’s…nice to me.”
She laughed, “Those horny apes. I never thought in a million years I’d be having sex with prehistoric monsters. What the fuck?”
I shook my head. “How nobody knows they exist is beyond me.”
“Well, they’re gonna find them now. If they follow my phone, they’ll find us.”
“I wonder how long that’ll take?”
She shrugged. “Don’t know.”
Maggy approached, looking stern. “This ain’t no leisure camp. Ya’ll need to follow me. We got work to do.”
She was dressed in shorts and a torn t-shirt. Her long gray hair was in a ponytail. Her thin limbs looked feeble, but I wasn’t fooled for one second. Maggy was a tough bitch with the constitution of an ox. Leslie, Shelly, and I were pressed into service, having to prepare the morning meal for the tribe and washing-up afterwards. Then we were taken to a hut, which held primitive looking looms. For hours we labored holding the warp threads under tension to interweave the weft threads. Maggy had explained the mechanics to us in surprising detail. The patterns were basic, yet pretty. Towards the end of the day, we were given baskets to pick berries. A hairy ape followed us to make sure we did not try to escape.
The dinner feast was incredible. Several chickens roasted on a spit, while bowls filled with nuts, fruits, and some sort of grain were passed around. I sat with Leonard, my back against his hairy chest. His mouth was near my ear, and he licked me.
“Stop that,” I admonished.
“You mine,” he murmured.
I turned to stare at him. “I have to go home, Leonard. My family misses me.” I wasn’t sure if he understood that, but I suspected he did.
“No. You home now.”
He does understand. “How old are you?”
He held up his hands. Then he closed his fingers, opening them again.
“Twenty?”
He nodded.
“I’m eighteen.”
He grabbed me, holding me close. “You mine. Mine.”
Oh, shit. I didn’t want to feel the rush of affection that suddenly made my eyes water. I would miss my ape lover, once I was rescued. I had to believe that whoever was searching for us would follow Leslie’s cell phone. They had the technology to accomplish this. How long would I have to wait until I saw my parents again, my sister, hours or days? Leonard gripped me, almost as if he sensed my thoughts of freedom. A commotion suddenly had our attention, and I sprang to my feet expecting forest rangers, police, and search and rescue, but it was Maggy’s sister’s shouting that filled the night, not a rescue team.
“She’s having a heart attack! Somebody help!”
We rushed over, witnessing Maggy on the ground, clutching her chest. Her ashen face was a mask of pain, as her legs thrashed wildly. I exchanged a glance with Leslie, and she looked blank. I knew CPR, but I was reluctant to perform it on her. I sensed my friends were even less eager to try to revive the woman. My lack of humanity bothered me, but I could not bring myself to help her.
“Fuck this!” griped Shelly. She began chest compressions. “Somebody breathe in her mouth!”
Maggy’s sister dropped to the ground and tilted her head back. “Come on, honey. You can do this. Come back to us, girl.” Tears were in her eyes. “Come back. Don’t leave me alone here.”
Leslie and I watched as Shelly worked Maggy’s chest, but I suspected it was too late. The old bitch had suffered a fatal heart attack, and no amount of resuscitation was going to bring her back.
Chapter Six
Maggy’s death devastated Leonard. He roared with agony, stomping off into the forest, crunching branches under his big feet. We prepared her body for burial, the apes digging a large hole in the woods. When Leonard finally returned, he watched stoically as his mother was put into the ground. He dropped flowers over her body and cried with grief as dirt was thrown over her. I stood numbly watching the proceeding with Leslie and Shelly. The Bigfoot children ran around, laughing and playing, not understanding that someone had died. Their elders shepherded them towards the fire, where they settled down.
I found myself on a pelt with my friends, while the feast continued well into the night. Leonard had withdrawn to a hut, miserable in his anguish. I felt badly for him, but I wouldn’t miss his mother. Perhaps, with Maggy gone now, he would be easier to manipulate? My mind spun with ideas of how to finagle an escape. One of the apes suddenly approached and took my arm and Shelly’s, dragging us away with him.
“What the fuck!” Shelly shouted. “Get your fucking hands off me!”
We were taken to a hut, and tossed inside. Leonard sat on an animal hide, his eyes glistening with tears. His lengthy cock was in his hands. It was then that I understood why we had been so rudely summoned. We were to soothe the grieving beast by easing the pressure in his cock.
“Fucking, horny apes,” hissed Shelly. “It never ends.”
“Weavers by day, cock suckers by night.”
She gave me a dirty look. “That’s not funny.”
I tried to hide my smile. “Sorry.”
We knelt before Leonard, that huge dick formidable and thick looking. It dripped with pre-cum, the drops oozing from the gaping slit. He gr
unted and pointed at his cock. Shelly was the first to suck it, wrapping her lips around the head.
“Good. Good girls.” His praise rumbled deep in his chest.
It was my turn then, and I suckled him noisily, making him groan. Shelly licked the shaft, while I sucked and I gagged on the copious amounts of pre-cum, as the fluid slid down my throat. Together we nibbled the edges of his mushroom head, the ends curving downwards.
“Grrrooooaaarrrr…”
He seemed to like this treatment. The gap where the fluid had escaped held my attention, and I played with it, pushing the tip of my tongue into the opening.
“Good…good…more…”
Shelly held his pale, hairless balls, licking and sucking one into her mouth, while I played with his peehole, thrusting my tongue further into the snug passage.
Leonard’s hands tangled in my long hair, his fingers massaging my scalp. His groans of pleasure filled the hut, reverberating around us. Drums were being beaten outside, the dull throbbing of the sound seeping into my consciousness. As I licked and sucked his cock, my pussy contracted with little pleasure pulses, distracting me horribly. I had on a loose cotton dress, and I lifted the garment over my head. I desperately wanted that cock inside of me. My hand drifted between my thighs, feeling a shocking wetness.
“Good girls…good,” he groaned.
I straddled him and lowered onto that huge cock. Shelly watched as I rode him, nearly getting every inch of him inside of me. She toyed with his balls, while I fucked the ape-beast, extracting far too much enjoyment from his hardness. The door to the hut swung open suddenly, and an angry looking Bigfoot stomped into the space. It was Shelly’s ape, Dale.
“My girl,” he roared. “No! My girl!”
Was he jealous? I hardly took notice, because it felt so good having my cunt filled to the brim with animal cock. Leonard’s hands were on my hips guiding me back and forth, my pussy compressing around him.
“Oh, shit!” gasped Shelly.
Her ape had grabbed her, and, in an angry show of possession, he’d hit her on the butt. She was over his hairy knees with her naked ass in the air. Her clothing had been torn from her and lay scattered on the fur-lined floor. He smacked her again, but with restraint. This wasn’t meant to inflict real damage. It was more a show of force, the dominating partner asserting control.
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