by Silver Lake
Fear shot through her again. Obvious somebody lived here, or had lived here at some point. Had they moved on? Or were they still here, and if so were they friendly? As she hovered uncertainly at the campfire trying to decide what to do, a light suddenly appeared at the far end of the chamber.
The girl froze where she was, staring at the light. It solidified in to a brass oil lamp, being held up by a large hairy hand. Vanessa’s mouth dropped open as the broad figure holding the lamp drew closer.
It looked like a man, though was taller and more muscled than any man she’d ever seen before. He was naked save for a loin cloth, and thick white hair hung long over his head and crested his shoulders. The skin that was visible was a deep brownish-purple color and his face was craggy with a distinctive simian look to it. She tried to ignore the strange tingle she felt between her legs as she gazed at his firm toned physique visible in the lamplight.
The man-creature fixed his wide jet black eyes on her, and then let out a terrible roar, baring his jagging teeth. Vanessa stared in terror and screamed. She was too exhausted to try and run, and simply staggered back, her body racking with sobs. She had no fight left in her.
The hairy man stopped roaring and cocked his head to one side. Through her tears, Vanessa realized he wasn’t going to attack her. Not yet anyway. Another thought struck her. This creature must have been a Yeti, one of the Snow Giants of antiquity. But that was impossible. All the Yetis were dead, and all the legends depicted them as savage monsters. But if that was true, surely this one would have killed her by now.
“Stop crying,” the Snow Giant’s rough, guttural voice cut through the musty air. “Stop.”
Still shaking, Vanessa wiped her eyes. “You, you speak my language?” she gasped.
The Snow Giant frowned, and nodded his shaggy head. “Speak your tongue. You safe here.”
Vanessa began to calm down. It didn’t seem as if he was going to hurt her, and she instinctively began to trust him. “I’m Vanessa,” she said, wiping her eyes.
The Snow Giant grunted. “Grar,” he said, pointing at his chest. Again, Vanessa noticed how physical pleasing his large pectorals and defined torso were. Grar ambled in to the cavern and beckoned her to follow. “Cold,” he said. “Hungry.”
“Yes,” Vanessa said eagerly. “You have food?”
Grar nodded, and set down the lamp on the floor. Vanessa looked around her, and noticed another tunnel led off from the cavern, which was where Grar had emerged. For a moment she stayed where she was, watching the Snow Giant at work over the campfire. A few moments later, he got it lighted, and warm flames filled the dim interior.
“Come,” Grar said huskily. “Warm.”
Vanessa obeyed, anxious for the chance to warm her freezing extremities. She huddled by the fire, and pushed her feet in to the furs covering the floor. Grar nodded approvingly, and then picked up a large cooking pot from the corner of the cavern. Humming tunelessly to himself, Grar began gathering ingredients and chunks of meat from small holes set in the ground. As Vanessa felt life return to her tired limbs, the Snow Giant starting preparing a stew.
Before long, gorgeous cooking smells filled the cavern. Vanessa’s mouth watered and she almost snatched off Grar’s hand as he offered her a small wooden bowl full of stew. She ate ravenously, only aware later how slow and measured Grar was as he consumed his own food. She felt ashamed of her lack of manners, but she was too hungry to slow down and if Grar was offended, he didn’t show it.
Eventually, with her belly full, Vanessa finished the last of the stew and sat back, relaxed and satisfied. Grar finished his bowl, and daintily wiped it clean with a small cloth. Vanessa found the motion incredibly sweet. When he’d finished, he sat back his large hands resting over his stomach.
After the silence had welled between them for a while, Vanessa said; “You live here alone?”
“Alone,” replied Grar.
When he offered no more, she decided to ask him the question that was burning inside her. “Are you… a Yeti? One of the Snow Giants I mean?”
“Snow Giant,” Grar said, nodding his head.
“Are there others?” Vanessa asked, staring at him in wonder. “Did your race survive?”
“No others,” Grar said flatly. “Last Snow Giant.”
Vanessa felt a pang of sympathy. He was all alone here. She wanted to ask him more, but Grar didn’t seem the talkative type so she kept her peace. As the glow of the meal and warmth from the fire ebbed away, she felt a sharp pain in her ribs. She realized she could have been injured in the crash and needed to check for any bruises or injuries. She cast a furtive look at Grar. His eyes were half-lidded, and he seemed to be dozing. As quietly as she good, Vanessa got to her feet and crept to a darkened corner of the cavern.
Once she was some distance away from the Snow Giant, she unbuttoned her shirt and pulled it up, running her hands over her bare skin. She examined her sleek midriff, and in the gloom made out a nasty bruise there. She prodded it with her finger, but it seemed superficial.
A low growl suddenly came from the other side of the cavern. She looked up startled, and saw Grar staring at her. There was a strange impression on his face, dark and lustful, like the expression on Doctor Morton’s face. She gasped when she realized he had pulled off his loin cloth, and his large thick penis hung hard and gleaming between his legs.
In two strides he was bearing down on her, and his massive hands ripped off her clothes. Vanessa stood terrified, ashamed of her nakedness. Grar bared his teeth, and his hot tongue lapped at her pert, firm breasts.
A thrill of excitement ran through her cunt, and she cried out. Grar’s hands cupped her breasts and he squeezed them tight. The pain sparked waves of strange sensations through her. Her legs turned to water and she sagged against Grar’s powerful body. He held her tight, his musky scent enveloping her senses. She breathed him in, drawn to his animalistic energy. Grar squeezed her thighs, and started to part her legs. His throbbing phallus wedged against her belly.
Vanessa’s head was reeling. Did Grar intend to have sex with her? The idea was beyond comprehension. Brady was supposed to be the one to show her how it was done. She could only have sex after she was married, not now, not like this. Terror gripped her in a vice. She had no idea of what she was supposed to do, and she was frightened that whatever Grar intended to do to her would hurt.
Crooning softly, Grar made her lie down on the furs. His hands caressed her skin, making it pebble with goose bumps. He moved down between her legs and stroked the shiny black pubes around her cunt.
“No,” she whimpered. “Don’t! Stop!”
Grar ignored her. He caressed her cunt, seemingly fascinated by her silky lips. Vanessa bit her lip as he ran his thumb slowly up and down her slit. She squirmed against his attentions trying to pull free, but his weight held her down. She felt herself moistening and Grar pushed his thumb deeper between her lips.
“No!” she moaned. “No! Ah!”
Squatting down in front of her, Grar eased his other thumb in to her, spreading her like a flower. She unfurled beneath his touch, and she felt her cunt begin to swell. Lucy had told her that there were pleasure points inside the woman’s body that could cause great ecstasy. Vanessa hadn’t believed her, though she’d heard about the nice feelings the clitoris could bring when it was free of its hood. Her own was now quite engorged, becoming redder and brighter than she’d ever seen it before. Vanessa panicked, fearful something was wrong, but then Grar lowered his head and enveloped it in his mouth. Spears of pleasure sliced through her body, and she became lost in a deep oblivion of bliss.
Grar licked her deeply, making loud and noisy slurps. She threw her head back, unable to resist his wild feral eagerness. She found herself stroking her breasts, playing with her nipples until they become hard and raw. All sense of propriety had melted away as the Snow Giant used her as he pleased.
After a while he pulled away from her wet cunt, and clutched her shoulders urging her to get on her
knees. Vanessa stared up at him and he smacked her lightly with his meat. “Suck,” he ordered.
Vanessa was dumbfounded, not sure what he meant. Then realization dawned and she stared at his massive erection. She couldn’t believe he wanted her to put that in his mouth.
“Suck,” he said huskily, an edge of insistency in his tone.
Despite herself, Vanessa couldn’t resist. She reached out and wrapped her fingers round the vein streaked meat and opened her mouth. Grar grabbed her by the hair and shoved himself between her pretty lips. Vanessa’s first reflex was to gag, but she took his phallus down to the root, eager to please him.
Not sure what else to do, she began sucking him, clamping her mouth tightly round his girth. Her cheeks hollowed as she moved up and down it, savoring his taste. Grar grunted and breathed heavily, holding her head as she sucked him.
Vanessa clutched his tree-trunk thick legs, and gain confidence from the sounds of pleasure the Snow Giant was making. He pushed himself down her throat as far as he could go, and she let out a muffled moan. She wondered if this was how sex was done. But that couldn’t be right because he’d also focused on her private parts, and that was the place babies came from. She thought of his massive member pushing in to her hole and how painful it would be, and then imagined it was Jack inside her and suddenly wanted it more than ever. Her cunt throbbed with anticipation and tendrils of pleasure snaked up in to her belly.
After a while, her jaw began to ache but she kept on sucking. Pleasing Grar had become very important to her, and she found she enjoyed what she was doing to him. Her own cunt was missing his tongue though, and she hoped he could return the favor again at some point.
As if reading her mind, Grar pulled out of her, and made her lie down on her back. Kneeling down, he spread her legs again and his fingers found her silky folds again. This time he went deeper than before, easing his index finger in to her cavity as far as it would go. It met with resistance and Vanessa winced in pain, but the discomfort passed and Grar provoked a hot surge of sensation as he explored the tender walls of her vagina.
“Ah, yes!” she gasped. “Oh, that’s wonderful!”
Grar inserted a second finger, and began ramming her harder. The thrust of his hand took her breath away, and she clutched at his muscled arm. Her legs lay splayed open and she felt a sudden hot rush as the finger thrusting made her body lose control.
Sticky ejaculate pumped out of her, and for a horrified moment Vanessa thought she’d urinated. She feared Grar would be furious, but the Snow Giant seemed pleased. He extracted his fingers and licked at the juice coating them. Then, he pushed his fingers to Vanessa’s lips.
Greedily, she inhaled the sweet scent of her body and opened her mouth to suck on the digits. He pushed them back and forth, and she licked them clean. With a satisfied grunt he pulled his fingers free, and played and fondled with her breasts. Vanessa shuddered beneath his rough attentions, and her hands moved between her legs. She rubbed at her wet cunt, aping Grar’s motions with her own fingers.
The Snow Giant squeezed harder at her breasts, seemingly excited at seeing the girl playing with herself. Vanessa reveled in the pain and pleasure that ripped through her body. Grar flicked out his tongue and began licking the length of her lean torso. Vanessa lay back and closed her eyes, losing herself in the wet heat of his attentions.
She groaned again as her fingers found a particular sensitive area in her vagina. A rough patch of skin that sent shuddering spears of pleasure through her body as she rubbed it. There was another hot rush as she ejaculated again, her sweet juice spilling on to her fingers.
“Oh yes!” she gasped. “Yes! Yes!”
Grar moved his tongue downwards, and buried his shaggy head between her legs. She moved her hand out of the way, to let him feast upon her. His fur tickled her thighs as he eagerly lapped up her ejaculate.
Her back arched as his fingers sank in to her sacred place again. He plunged in to without mercy, turning her aching cunt in to a soggy morass of passion. He found the rough patch she’d been playing with, and manipulated it with an easy expertise. Vanessa writhed and thrashed on the floor, unable to contain her emotions as he took her to the edge of ecstasy again.
“Grar!” she shrieked. “Oh Grar! Yes! Yes!”
He looked fixedly at her face, a deep smoldering desire in his bottomless black eyes. He reminded her so much of Jack, and she felt another surge of sweet Nirvana go through her. Yet more of her juice leaked out of her, and she panted heavily. Drenched in sweat, her tortured body was wracked with exhaustion. She sank in to the musky furs, and wanted nothing more than to sleep in to the oblivion of sleep.
It was not to be however. Grar withdrew his fingers, and gripped her sweat slicked thighs with his hands. He had a grip of iron, and Vanessa exulted in the pain. She reached up to caress his hard torso.
His hands moved up to her cunt again, and he parted his outer lips. She’d become massively engorged and every single touch from Grar caused explosions of sensation. Her eyes were riveted to his huge phallus, and she wanted him inside her more than anything now.
She looked at him steadily, and she reached out to stroke his meat. “I want it inside me,” she said, painfully aware of the quiver in her voice.
Grar grunted, and spread her legs wider. Vanessa tensed as he gripped the root of his penis and pushed it in to her. Vanessa screamed out, caught in a vice of exquisite pain. Grar went in deeper, and the girl wrapped her small body around him, clutching at his strong back. When he was in as far as he could go, he remained motionless for a while. Vanessa panted hard, taking deep breathes as she got used to the pain.
Then, seemingly sensing she was ready for more, he started thrusting inside her, plowing her tight cunt with merciless abandon. Vanessa shrieked, and clawed at him, engulfed by a fiery surge of sexual heat. She rode away on the sensation of his meat, thinking of Jack again as he fucked her.
“Oh yes! Yes! Harder! Harder!” she yelled, her ragged voice echoing around the cavern.
He gripped her hard, grunting louder as he picked up speed. His face nuzzled her hair, and Vanessa drank in his scent, gripping him to her with all her strength. Abruptly, he hooked his hands under her legs and sat up. The change of the angle of his penis made her gasp, but she held on to him, not wanting him to withdraw from her body. He settled on to his back and she found herself on top of him.
This new position brought a fresh wave of pleasure, and she cried out again in bliss. She clutched at his large pectorals as she rode him, falling quickly in to a steady rhythm. His hot, furry body felt wonderful beneath her naked body, and she stroked and played with her aching breasts as she pushed down on him. He gripped her thighs, and thrust up fast and hard making her breasts bounce delightfully.
The increased pressure made her lean forward, and she stared in to his primal, beautiful face. He looked back at her, his features a mask of lust. The desire she saw in his eyes sparked an answering wet rush between her legs, and she yelled out with feral, orgasmic delight.
Grar crooned softly, obviously pleased at the intense urges he provoked in the girl. His fingers moved round to play with her tight buttocks. A jolt of shock went through her as he pressed one of his fingers in to her crack.
“You want to put it in there?” she gasped. She’d never conceived that should a thing could be possible, but the burning lust that coiled round her brain made her want to do it. “Yes, you can,” she said.
Grar eased his finger in deeper, and she buckled under the joint pressure now being inflicted on both her orifices. Breathing deeply, she steadied herself and, grinding down on his phallus, rode the finger spearing her backside. The sensation sent her in to a heady delirium.
Then, just as she was drifting away on the anal stimulation, Grar grabbed her by the arms and pulled her off his meat. It plopped out of her with a jolt, and she felt suddenly empty. Before she could protest though, he flung her face down on to the furs. His hand came down over the back of her head, pres
sing her face in to the floor.
A few moments later, Vanessa felt a wonderful wet heat between her buttocks. Grar’s thick tongue slipped in to her crack, lubricating her. Vanessa let out muffled groans as he plunged in deep. Then, his big hands were on her again and he put her on to her side. She obeyed willingly, and her heart fluttered with anticipation as his large bulk nestled down behind her.
His fat meat pressed tantalizingly along her crack, and she bucked against it, longing to have him inside her again. Grar readily obliged, and Vanessa threw back her head as his fat spear entered her from behind.
“Grar! Oh Grar!” she moaned.
Wrapping his arms around her, he started fucking again, ramming her anus with the same brutal abandon as he’d shown with her cunt. She took him hungrily, burning with feral heat. Her hand snaked down to her wet cunt and she shoved her fingers inside herself.
Her cunt gushed again as she pleasured herself hard. Behind her, Grar slammed in to her tight bottom. He wrapped his arm across her chest, welded her close to his sweating body, filling her with his meat.
As pain and orgasm tore through every fiber of her being, Vanessa screamed and moaned, a helpless victim of the savage forces engulfing her. Grar was grunting louder and louder, and he picked up speed, anal fucking her with a brutal urgency. Vanessa took the pounding gleefully, liberated by the dark energy of sex. For the first time in her life, she felt complete and part of the cosmos. Her juice flowed over her fingers as she climaxed again.
Grar shuddered and let out a high pitched groan. He clutched tightly at Vanessa, almost squeezing the life out of her as hot sticky fluid erupted inside her bottom. The Snow Giant sagged and let out an exhausted sigh. Vanessa felt his erection begin to go flaccid, and he pulled out of her as gently as he could.
The girl lay looking ahead, stunned at what had just happened. She had lost her virtue to a creature that should no longer exist. She was too dazed to comprehend the significance of that. Grar crooned softly and nuzzled her. She shifted out and slipped in to his all-encompassing embrace. Fuzzy warmth tingled inside her belly and before she could stop herself she slipped in to a deep velvet sleep.
