The Walk Home

You hated the walk home. Small bushes and trees lined the winding path. Birds would startle you as they literally flew into your face. It was a full moon out tonight. But you could see a dark cloud that was beginning to encroach upon the outer edge of the moon. As the cloud covered the moon, a thick fog set in. It wasn’t long before the last of the moon light was blotted from the sky. Your heart begins to race as you heard the leaves around you rustle. When you were a c***d, you remembered the stories told of how a monster from the swamp would come out in the thickest fog. They would tell of how they narrowly escaped capture of the horrid creature. Their clothes would have mud all over and they would point to it as their proof. But no one has ever seen it. At least no one alive that she knew of.

It watched you. The fresh mud dripped to the ground. His a****l instinct allowed him to feel her increased heart rate. She was a perfect specimen of a human female. Her blonde hair flowed around her shoulders. Her short skirt showed off her long legs. He could smell her perspiration as she picked up her pace a little. Somehow, the fog allowed him to see her as if it was clear daylight out. He never questioned why, he just knew he could see and that was all that mattered for him. As he moved closer to her, she nervously tried to walk faster. The hair on the back of her neck stood on ends as she could feel she was being watched. He had watched her walk thru many times. Even on a few occasions, he had stopped the occasional guy that had tried to follow her. Yet she never knew how many times she had been saved by him. But tonight was going to be different. Tonight, she was going to be his.

She tried to walk faster until it happened. Her left foot got caught on a root and she tumbled face down into the muddy trail. After a moment of realizing her haste in the darkness was what caused her to fall, she began to laugh. She rolled over and sat up, all covered in mud now. She just shook her head, unbelieving of clumsiness. At least she had assumed it was clumsiness. If he could smile, one would have formed on what created his emotionless face because it was he who had tripped her. Slowly, she made her way over to an area she knew by the swamp. It was a natural warm springs that sprung from the ground and fed into the adjacent swamp. Few ever knew about it and she had always kept it her little secret. She had no idea how many times he had watched her relax in the warm water. But tonight, she would know. Tonight, she was going to be his.

She got to the edge of the small warm pond of water and began to undress. She removed her skirt, then her top. Next, she pulled her bra and panties off and sits them to the side. Carefully wading into the warm water, she dropped to her knees, letting the warm water soothe her tired body. Then she quickly rinses the mud from her skirt and blouse and hung them on a nearby branch. The fog was everywhere. She knew no one could see her as she stretched out into the water. Her body floated just under the top of the warm water as she leaned her head back on a mossy stone and relaxed. Her eyes closed as she began to reminisce about everything that had happened that day.

Perhaps it was just her dream. Maybe it was the fact she had been with out pleasure for so long. He drifted into the pond with her. With his leafy fingers, he gently traced a slow path under her body. As she felt the leaves move under her, she reached down and cupped her breasts. The soft leaves felt so good on her back as she nestled a little more into the bed they begin to create for her. It had been a long time since she had been with either a man or a woman. She could feel the warmth between her legs increase as she slowly kneaded her soft breasts. When she reached up and pinched her nipples, she leaned her head back and let out a soft groan of pleasure.

At first, she hadn’t noticed. The leaves and vines had begun enclosing in on her. They were soft and were not poison ivy or oak, so she didn’t care. Carelessly, she relaxed and stretched out. Her arms extended as far as she could reach. Her legs spread open wide as her toes even stretched far away. Then it happened. The vines closed in on her wrists and ankles. At first she thought it was her imagination and she just laid back and relaxed. Then the soft vines encircled her legs and arms. As the vines started to wrap themselves around her body, she began to realize that something was wrong.

The vines pulled her arms and legs out and held her firmly in place. The vines that encircled her body begin to wrap around her breasts. He started to slowly rub her inner thighs as he observed his prize. She knew of the stories of the swamp monster, but she had always thought that it was just that, a story. She whimpered softly as she realized she couldn’t escape his grasp. She struggled against the vines to no avail. She was his to do with as he pleased and she knew it. His vine fingers begin to tease the outer edges of her pussy lips and she let out a loud gasp. She was amazed at how soft its touch was and how much it was turning her own. Minute by minute passed and she started wanting more.

It was not his first time with a human woman. In fact, he had used this very pond with another woman many years ago. During that time, he learned what to do to pleasure a woman. How to touch her in the right places to make her scream into the night with pleasure. It had been so many years, but tonight, she is his to do with as he pleases. And do with her he will.

As its fingers begin to explore her pussy, chills ran thru her body. The vines seem to almost throb. She could feel them pulse against her nipples. The pressure sent shockwaves thru her body. Then the rough wood like material rubbed up along side her clit. The sensation made her delirious. She couldn’t believe she was so willing to be taken by a swamp monster. But it was too late now. She was his and she didn’t care what he did as long as he didn’t stop.

As his body got closer to hers, his phallus began to slowly rub the outer edges of her pussy. The vines reached out and begin to spread apart her soft pussy lips. His phallus began to extend from its protective sheath. The tip of his cock head began to slip into her hot pussy. Her mind went almost numb at the shear size. The creatures cock sank deeper into her hot pussy. As it did, it slowly throbbed, like a vibrator. She tossed her head back and forth in pleasure. The cock continued to grow. Extending further into her then she had ever been penetrated by a man. Then it finally got in as far as her small body would allow.

He stopped to allow her time to adjust to his size. He remembered from the last time to allow the human female time to adjust to his massive size. Then he withdraws. The roughness of his cock dragging along the inside of her pussy was more then she could take and she started to have her first climax. She screamed out in pleasure. He smiled, knowing he had total control of this precious creature. His vines wrapped tightly around her taught nipples and begin to pull. They would tighten and loosen, then tighten again. She had never felt anything like it. He started to shove his hard cock into her faster. She had never been fucked like this. Her mind spun as his hard cock piston in and out of her tight pussy. The surrounding warm water helped keep him lubricated.

Then she felt a second object begin to explore her ass. The vines pulled her butt cheeks apart as the tip of the second smaller cock begin to make a path into her tight ass. When it went past her sphincter, she screamed out in pleasure. She had been with two guys before, but never like this. It was not long before he had a rhythm going. As his huge cock pulled out of her tight pussy, his smaller cock went deep into her ass. Her body shook with each stroke. Then he took her cradled body and started to swing back and forth. The motion was such that as she went away, both of his cocks would pull almost out of her body. As gravity brought her body back to him, she would impale herself upon both of his cocks. Over and over, she began to climax with each stroke. Gasping for air and unable to take any more, her world turned black as her last orgasm sent her into an u*********sness state of mind. Stars exploded ever where. Then it all went black.

The morning sun was rising when she woke up. She had been drifting in the warm waters for a good bit of time now. As she got out and put on her now dry clothes, she wondered if what she remembered was just a dream or if it was real. Just as she was about to pull her panties on, she looked down and saw a leaf nestled between her pussy lips.
Published by sirmetro
6 years ago
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