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Something In The Woods

Date: 6/24/2016, Categories: Science-Fiction, Consensual Sex, Monster, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 92.6, Source: sexstories.com

why?” he thought. After about 30 seconds Rich heard it again. It was slightly closer this time. Rich paused then whooped back. No response. He waited several minutes and after he took one last swallow of his beer he got up to go inside. Just as he turned to enter his home he heard another whoop call. It was much closer this time, maybe 100 yards. With his eyes open wide and any sort of buzz his beer may have given him extinguished, he crept down on the floor, peeking over the railing of the porch. He whooped again and giggled a bit at the excitement. “Was it some dumb, drunk, teenager out there screwing around? If so, I’ll have a little fun,” he thought. Rich, peering out to his dark backyard, with only the light of the full moon and stars to illuminate the tree line where the forest began about 20 yards away, watched and waited. After several minutes, he chuckled at himself and started to stand, when he heard a whistle. It wasn’t a bird, or coyote, but it sounded like a whistle a person can make. “Ok, I see, some dumb kid or homeless person out there, maybe high on meth or shrooms,” he smirked and thought to himself. He decided to whistle back. It was exactly like the one he heard; a simple, quick whistle one might use to tell their dog to come as they patted their leg. “I wonder if I should call the police? I’m pretty sure this person is trespassing on nature reserve property,” he thought as he watched the tree line and listened for a response. “Any second he’ll stumble ... out of the woods there and I’ll see him in the moon light.” He was picturing a young guy, maybe a drifter, limping and stumbling out of the woods high on who knows what. Rich shook his head at the image in his mind and rolled his eyes. He watched and waited and waited. Nothing. It was at this point that he noticed the insects were quiet. No crickets were chirping; there wasn’t any night time sounds at all for some reason. He wondered how long it had been quiet. Perhaps in his slightly buzzed state he didn’t noticed the lack of night time noises. He reached down to grab his flash light. “Might as well let him know I’m here and he’s not scaring me,” he thought, reaching for the large flash light he had set on the table earlier in case whatever it was making the sounds showed up in his yard. Rich stood, shinning the light toward the tree line, adding to the light from the moon. He scanned from the left to the right. “I know you’re out there pal. If you’re gonna trespass, you better be careful, there’s a lot of trigger happy residents in this county. Including me.” he said fairly loudly, his voice echoing off the tree line; the only sound he was hearing in the cool night air. He scanned back and forth, and saw nothing in the flashlight. “Alright? Got it?” he asked once more as he made another pass of his flash light to the right. Then he saw something that made his heart stop. “Oh shit!” he exclaimed as he saw a pair of large, yellow, glowing eyes move behind one of the larger ...