Cum For Bigfoot 11, Lena's Story
mound,
running down the length, finding my little hole, and plunging into
its depths. I grasped at his fur, holding him in place while he
laved me, moving and wiggling inside of me, while his nose grazed
my clit.
    “Oh, wow…you’re so…wonderful at that.”
    “You good girl, Lena. Good,” murmured Pooky.
He licked the side of my face.
    “Oh, no…oh…my…God…”
    I rested my head on Pooky’s shoulder,
collapsing against my animal lover, while my sister’s ape worked me
in unmentionable places. Would she be mad if she knew? The tribe
seemed to pass women around liberally. I couldn’t stop them, even
if I wanted to, and, right now, that was a non-issue. What they
were doing felt incredible. Maybe being kidnapped wasn’t such a
horrible thing after all? I would eventually be rescued, wouldn’t
I?
    Pooky grasped my hips, positioning me above
him. I was lowered slowly, impaled on his steel-like shaft. “Oh…
Omigod!”
    I didn’t have to do a thing, as my hips were
lifted and lowered on his cock. Leonard’s finger drifted to my
clit, rubbing the little nub until it was a stiff ball. If I
thought I would reach orgasm in this manner, I was mistaken. Pooky
lifted me, turning me to face him. His shaft searched for an
entrance. Once he found it, he slid deep. I wrapped my arms around
his neck and listened to his raspy breathing, while the touch of
Leonard’s hand on my bottom had me trembling in anticipation.
    “I know what you’re gonna do. You’re such
naughty animals.”
    “Whooarrr…”
    I had expected Leonard to drive into my
bottom, but instead, he climbed out; water poured from his fur. He
held himself near my mouth, and I closed my lips around the tip of
his shaft, not even giving it a second thought. I bobbed up and
down on Pooky, while a salty tasting Sasquatch filled me,
stretching my jaw to its limits.
    “Good, Lena. Good…” rasped Leonard.
    Strong hands gripped my buttocks, kneading
the flesh. Pooky’s lips were on my neck, nibbling and biting
gently. “Ommmm…” I moaned, feeling Leonard in the back of my
throat, almost choking me. His groans had begun to resound,
drifting into the cold night. I should have frozen, but the heat of
Pooky helped keep me warm.
    “Lena…” Leonard sounded strained, in pain. I
was about to nibble on the spongy tip, but he pulled away abruptly.
“Good…whhooaarrr…”
    Silky streams of sperm jetted, hitting my
chin, neck, and chest in an abundance of heated fluid. The amount
was shocking, and, as I bounced on Pooky, I was thoroughly doused
by the moaning ape. Semen dripped from the end of my nipples. I
shivered now, thoroughly chilled.
    Pooky lowered me into the hot spring, where I
washed away the offending jizz. He came behind me, grasping my hips
under the water, and slid into my pussy with one thrust. His hand
moved over my tummy, his finger rubbing my clit.
    “You’re really good at this.”
    He knew my body almost better than I did,
certainly better than any guy I’d ever slept with. I responded
almost immediately, clenching my muscles around him. I rested the
back of my head on his shoulder and stared at the stars that
glimmered through the tree branches.
    “Ooohhh…you…ooohhh…”
    “Good pussy, Lena. Nice pussy.”
    Not once had he stopped touching me, pressing
into my nub with the flat part of his finger. I tingled with the
force of what was about to happen, and I welcomed it eagerly.
    “Pooky!”
    I bit my lip, shuddering as the orgasm hit.
Waves of rapture washed over me, one by one, lessening with each
surge. Leonard had taken a seat on a rock watching. His expression
was relaxed and neutral. What would he have done to me, if Pooky
had not shown up? How would that encounter have played out? He was
an incredible kisser.
    “Whhooaarrr…” Pooky thrust, stiffening,
releasing semen deep inside of me. His face was buried in my neck,
while raspy wheezes emanated from his chest. “Good…Pooky likes
Lena.” We were underwater, so

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