“My God, those things could choke a horse!” she said without thinking. Both of the creatures laughed uproariously, as though she had said something funny.
“We’ve choked a few horses in our time, eh Stump?” the second one said to the first.
“Stump?” Summer asked without meaning to. “Your name is Stump?”
“Yeah, cuz I got a cock the size of a stump,” he lifted his schlong in his hand and waggled it in front of Summer. She watched as the enormous organ shook about and found she wondered what it would be like to be pierced by something that huge. Fearing she was about to find out.
“I’m Prickly,” the other said, waggling his own organ about. “Cuz my donkey-dong is all bumpy and prickles girls when I fuck ‘em.”
Summer glanced aside at the second schlong and realized the front of her panties was soaked. Without thinking she pulled her panties off her legs and dropped them on the ground. Her nakedness was almost complete, with only her bra still partly on her and that in disarray. She pulled it over her head and tossed it aside, leaving her body as naked as these two creatures before her — perhaps more naked, since they had so much thick fur covering their flesh.
Her body quivered in anticipation and both Stump and Prickly understood the yearning inside her that made her quiver that way. Without waiting for any more of an invitation, the two creatures took hold of the naked woman and pulled her away from the tree. Stump pushed his schlong against the lips of Summer’s vagina and exerted enough pressure to push through into her. She gasped from the pain of the size of his cock, but didn’t do anything to stop him from pushing into her as far as the limitations of her vagina would allow.
Once Stump was in place, Summer found Prickly pushing her upper torso slightly forward. She found out why when he began inserting his own cock inside her anus.
“Oh my God,” she tried to turn to look behind her, but Stump held her firm and made her look at him instead. “I–I’ve never had anal sex before,” she told him, but he looked at her uncomprehending.
“My anus,” she tried again, and realized he didn’t know the word. “My ass. I’ve never been fucked in the ass before.” Stump’s eyes lit up and he nodded. Then he looked past her at his buddy who had paused in pushing his long, bumpy cock inside her anus.
“Ream her hard and fast, Prickly,” was all Stump said, and the two creatures began pumping away inside this delicious female they had found alone here in the woods that were their home.
“Oh God!” Summer screamed out loud as the two organs pushed deeply inside her body, but mostly because of the one that pierced her anus. “Ah! Ah! God, nooo,” she tried to steady herself against the continued thrusting in her ass, but it was hard to do. She hadn’t been prepared for anything like this and it hurt like hell. Then Prickly reached around to her breasts and began to roughly knead them in his hands, each of his hands so large they engulfed her breasts and made them look like oranges, though she had D cup breasts.
Soon the continued thrusting grew more natural to Summer and she found even the anal sex becoming more enjoyable. Something about the thrusting back-and-forth with one cock up her ass and the other in her pussy was hypnotically erotic to her, and she found her body swaying rhythmically to the thrusts. Stump had hold of her hips and his hands were rough and coarse, but even this wasn’t enough to turn her off to the enjoyment she was beginning to get from being double-fucked both front and back for the first time in her life. Why had she not done this before? God, this was great!
She looked down and watched as Stump’s cock moved in and out from between her thighs. It was an awesome sight for her, seeing something this enormous sliding within her slit, and she was amazed it fit her at all, let alone wasn’t ripping her apart from how big it was. After this she’d never be able to fuck a normal-sized man again.
Then it hit her that she still had no idea where she was or how she had gotten here. The strangeness of the entire ordeal frightened her for but a moment before she relaxed and gave in to the surreality of the moment. She had been in an antique shop with her friend Gwen and suddenly she had been transported to a woodland setting — almost a fantasy setting — with two — what were these creatures, anyway? She searched her memory and found the reference to satyrs buried deep within her mind. That was it. These were satyrs, mythical creatures that were half men and half goat. How she had gotten to a world where mythical creatures were real she had no idea, but if they were all like these two she quickly realized she didn’t care. This was the kind of sex she had told Gwen she wanted most — men being men — even if they did have to be satyrs in order to be the men she wanted most. Fucking her with abandon and making her feel like a real woman.
She found both satyrs picking up their paces and thrusting harder and harder and realized both were about to cum. That was when she realized neither one was wearing a condom, and she sudden began to panic.
What kind of diseases could she get from creatures like this that fucked anyone and everyone who came along? She tried to stop them from cumming in her, but they both forced their thrusting on harder and faster in spite of her efforts. They were past the point-of-no-return and she knew she couldn’t stop them from cumming inside her.
Then Stump came first and Summer felt her pussy grow drenched in semen as the satyr ejaculated and held himself steady, pushed up against the front of her body. Then from behind Prickly shoved himself in as deep as he could go within her anus and she felt him ejaculating as well. From both sides she felt her orifices gushing with the body fluids of the beasts and wondered what the outcome would be from it.
Then both satyrs pulled away from her at almost the same instant and she slumped to the ground at their feet. The satyrs laughed as she hit the ground and sat there stunned. She took stock of her body and realized both orifices were more sore than she’d ever thought they’d be after sex.
“Pretty good fuck, huh?” Stump chortled his words and reached down to give one of her breasts a swat with his meaty hand. She looked up at him and saw there was no intelligence behind his eyes. He was nothing but a rutting beast, made for sex and food and little else.
Then she noticed the bushes about her rustling and looked over just as three more satyrs burst through into the small clearing where she sat between the two creatures that had just finished fucking her, their organs still dripping semen.
The newcomers seemed to be looking the scene over, and Summer wondered if they all knew each other or if there was “bad blood” between differing groups of these creatures. She got her answer when the largest of the new trio stepped forward and reached down to her, pulling her off the ground and turning her about to look her over.
“Damn. Smells good,” the creature sniffed all over her body, his nose centering on her loin, spreading her legs wide so he could stick his snout almost up her twat, still dripping from Stump’s semen.
“Give ‘er a try,” Stump offered as though he were letting a friend test-drive his new car. “Great fuck fer my stump.”
The large satyr that had hold of her pulled Summer upright before him even as his own organ suddenly expanded. She gasped when she realized the cock on this creature was larger even than what Stump had. She began to protest, but the creature acted as though he didn’t hear a thing she said as he shoved his erection deep into her and began to pump away inside her pussy.
“You right,” he looked back at Stump and grinned. “Share this one with the whole pack. Good fuck for lots of days.”
Pack? The word buzzed around inside Summer’s brain as she saw the other two satyrs moving up to her. One stepped behind her and took position the same as Prickly had earlier, pressing the tip of his cock against the sphincter of her anus.
Oh God, no, she moaned silently. Satyrs traveled in packs, like wolves, and it seemed like they shared everything equally. Just then several more of the hairy creatures pushed through the bushes and crowded around, all waiting their turn with this new play thing.
Rowan and Ellowyn by Ainsley
Chill mists breathed over Ellowyn’s skin as she walked into the ancient, gated graveyard. No matter. She would soon be warm by the fire she built, and then warmer still. Odd how the scent of wood smoke had taken on such a sensual quality over the years.
