1. Something In The Woods


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

    other half on the small sandy back. She slowly began to spread her legs. Rich looked into her face, propping himself up with one hand in the sand, the other guiding his cock into her. She wasn’t as wet as before, but after several attempts, Rich was all the way in. His face was inches away from Sally’s; staring into her eyes, knowing this would be their last time. He didn’t care that she was dirty and hadn’t bathed in two weeks. Her musky odor filled his nostrils as he made love to her for the last time in that creek bed. Sally grunted with his thrust, her arms holding Rich in place above her. After several minutes, he had pushed her deeper into the sand and creek, water flowing into the depression her heavy body was making in the sand. Her orgasm was imminent. Rich felt her shake and convulse a final time. When she was done, she sat up, bringing Rich with her. She pushed him off her, then went to her knees and pushed him down on his back in the muddy sand where she had been lying. Rich watched in awe as she grabbed his cock, squatted over him, and guided it in. Sally began bouncing up and down on Rich’s cock, impaling herself over and over again. His eyes widened, he held on to her bouncing breasts, and watched her fuck him. Up and down she would slam into him, her powerful thighs lifting her up, causing water from the stream to splash away each time she landed. “Ah Sally!” Rich cried out, the force of her weight driving him deeper into the muddy bank. “Yes!” Rich gripped ...
    her tits, his cock erupting inside her, Sally impaled to its base. He listened to her sigh heavily, as semen flooded her womb. She lay down in the sand next to him, her hand on his stomach. “I love you, Sally,” Rich whispered. She nuzzled her head into his neck for a few moments, propping herself up with her elbow. Rich closed his eyes, his arm resting on her hip. His eyes shot open when he heard something he had never heard before. “S-S-Sah Eee, ove, ooh,” Sally said. Rich blinked rapidly several times, turning to face her. She couldn’t make the “L” sounds properly, or the “Y”, but he could understand what she attempted to say. They stared at each other for a moment before she closed her eyes and touched her forehead against his. She rose, standing in the creek, turning to look at Rich one last time. He watched her jump up the embankment like it was nothing, leaving him there alone, naked, lying in a small stream, part of his body covered in muddy sand. He closed his eyes after the sounds of twigs snapping became quieter and the birds and insects started chirping once more. She was gone. After a few minutes Rich stood, his ankle still sore, but able to support his weight. He looked around, seeing nothing. Bending down to pick up his wet clothes, he walked back to his home. ****Epilogue**** “Ahh yes,” Denise rested her head on Rich’s shoulder. They were out on the back porch, during a hot summer night, making love on one of the chairs. Rich held his shaking, sweaty, exhausted ...