Cum For Bigfoot 15 (8 page)

The air was filled with the moans and
groans of humans and beasts alike, the aroma of sticky, sweet Sasquatch semen
lingering, mixing with the smell of campfire. I found myself well attended to
by two enthusiastic lovers, who laved and seduced me, bringing me to several
amazing orgasms. As the fire died down and the apes had satiated themselves on
the humans, we disappeared into our respective huts. I was with Leonard and
Brutus, sleeping between them. A soft finger touched my cheek, and I turned to
gaze at Brutus. The sound of Leonard’s snoring resonated.

The dark, glistening eyes of the
other tribe’s leader bore into me, leaving me tingling and euphoric. It was a
strange sensation, and I had to wonder how in only the space of a few hours I
had developed such a connection. My pussy was sticky with his semen; the
pungent aroma teased me, reminding me that he had spent himself not that long
ago, finding pleasure inside of me. I wasn’t sure how long we stared at one
another, but I fell asleep in his arms, my body and mind surrendering to exhaustion.

I woke alone in the morning; the
sounds of a camp stirring had brought me out of a deep slumber. There were
Sasquatches talking, branches snapping, and the laughter of
Lendal
and Bubba Jr. drifting into the distance. I rolled over on my side, gazing at
the hut. I was eager to face the day, but slightly worried. My thoughts were in
turmoil, with confusion rising to the forefront, but I needed to use the
bathroom and find fresh water to bathe with. This brought me to my feet, as I
left the shelter.

“Good morning, sunshine,” said Zelda.

“Is
Maggy
awake?”

“She fussed a minute ago and went
back to sleep.”

“She must’ve slept all night then.
That’s amazing. First time it’s happened.”

“She’s turning a corner.”

“I
gotta
wash up.”

“There’s hot water that way. Ask one
of the guys to show you.”

“I will.” I approached an ape. “Hey,”
I said in Sasquatch. “Where is the hot water?” He grunted, getting to his feet.
I saw Lori then, peeking at us from a hut. “Do you want to come with me?” She
shook her head. “Are you
gonna
hide in there all
day?”

“I’m fine,” she said softly.

Zelda glanced at me. We communicated
silently, guessing each other’s thoughts. The poor girl was struggling with this
new life, just as I had. I knew now that is was best to give in and accept the
tribe; fighting was useless. These apes were horny, but they took care of their
own. It was possible to have feelings for the beasts—to love them even.
They were capable of these emotions as well. I had never met a more lovable,
exciting, pleasurable…intoxicating group of individuals.

I followed the Bigfoot through the
woods, nearing what sounded like running water. This forest was thick with
bigleaf
maples and red alders. There were bunches of
rhododendrons and wildflowers. The denseness of the canopy let tiny streams of
sunlight in, sprinkling the path here and there. The water source was bordered
on all sides by foliage, creating a hidden, private pool. There was a Sasquatch
in the water, and I recognized him immediately, which sent my pulses racing.
Brutus.

He grinned when he saw me, watching
my every move, as I stepped out of my shorts. I left my bra and shirt on the
ground, eyeing the ape that had brought me to the pool.

Brutus spoke to him. “You can go now.
Leave us.” The Bigfoot bowed deferentially, slinking into the woods. I crouched
by the edge, sliding into the water, finding a rocky bottom. I wasn’t submerged
for more than a minute when I was taken into strong arms. “You beautiful, white
girl.”

This endearment was a surprise. “
Th
-thanks.” Water dripped from his furry face, as his eyes
flashed a dark heat. His hand drifted down my back, sliding between my
buttcheeks
and lower. The intimacy of the caress sent a
torrent of tingles into my pussy.

“I have to go back soon.
Maggy
will wake.”

“You’re a good mother.”

We were speaking in Sasquatch. “Thank
you.”

“You’re the best white woman I’ve
ever seen.”

I didn’t know how to respond to that.

“That other girl is…there’s something
wrong with her.”

“She’s scared. She wants to go home.
Some people aren’t meant to live out here.”

“You are.”

“I had to get used to it for years.
It was hard at first.”

“Now you live with your tribe.”

“I also live in the human world. I
have a husband. His name is Mike. I go home in the winter.” He didn’t seem to
like this, as his brows drew together. “I come and go as I please. I’m not a
prisoner.” The apes enjoyed having control over all situations, but I had
earned my freedom over the years, and I wasn’t about to give it away.

“Why don’t you stay with me? I can do
all those things for you and more.”

In that moment, as our eyes locked,
something flipped over in my belly. I didn’t think it was possible, but I had
found an ape that could rival Leonard. What worried me was the strength of the
attraction I felt. It was unlike anything I had ever experienced before. I slid
from his arms, going under. When I submerged, I swam to the other side, but I
hadn’t gone far when he grabbed me, dragging me to him. His cock pressed into
my bottom.

“Oh!”

As if this wasn’t enough, his fingers
slid over my nub, inflaming me instantly. His face was in my neck. “My white
angel,” he rasped in English. “You stay with me.”

Oh, my God! This can’t be happening!

While he manipulated the throbbing
mass of my clit, he slid into me from behind, the slippery fluid of his
pre-come offering ample lubrication, even under the water. We were joined like
this, while he drove repeatedly, his finger rubbing me to bliss. I rested my
head on his shoulder, not even trying to fight him.

“Oh…no…”

“
Ggggrrrr
…
gggrrrrrr
…” He purred deep in his chest, which was a sign
of Sasquatch affection.

We moved as one, while he thrust a
seductive rhythm that left me breathless, tense, and on the brink of a
devastating orgasm. He seemed to know I was close, because he kissed me then,
his soft tongue toying with my mouth. I shuddered, moaning against his lips,
while a hundred mini convulsions ripped through my system. He groaned too then,
stiffening, releasing his pleasure. Replete, I collapsed against him, his arms
going around me. We remained like this in the pool, listening to the birds
chirping from the branches above. It was so peaceful in this beautiful,
secluded place. It was a shame when his cock finally softened, sliding free.

At camp, I was a confused jumble of
nerves and thoughts. I managed to eat breakfast, having coffee and then feeding
Maggy
and Daisy, but my mind was elsewhere. Once
everyone was settled, I went through my bag, finding the birth control pills. I
set off towards the river, which was hidden on the other side of the trees. There
were Sasquatches in the woods, as I heard stomping and talking. The fast
flowing water washed over enormous rocks, meandering to the right and
disappearing further down stream. There was an ape in the distance, fishing. He
stood in the rushing current, reaching down and pulling out salmon. In a moment
of carelessness, I tossed the pills into the water, the pink packages floating
away.

“What was that?”

I turned to see Shelly. “Um…nothing.”

“You threw something in the water.”

I sighed. “Those were my birth
control pills.”

“I thought you didn’t want anymore
babies.”

My gaze rested on the ground, eyeing
a patch of grass. “I don't know.”

“Did you change your mind?”

“I…probably.”

“That’s not a state secret,” she
laughed. “You can have as many babies as you want.”

“I thought
Maggy
would be it. I thought I was through. I can’t even believe I did that.”

“So you want more kids.”

What I couldn’t say was that I wanted
to have Brutus’s babies. The guilt I felt was horrible. This was a secret I
would have to keep to myself. A piercing, shattering sound filled the air.

“What was that?” asked Shelly.

“Oh, my God! That sounds like Daisy!”

Chapter Ten

We raced to camp, tearing through the
woods, as branches smacked my face. Shelly and I burst out of the foliage,
finding a bustling campsite. The fire had been stoked, and someone had taken
the furs out, draping them over rocks. The source of the noise was on the
blanket, as Brutus held Daisy, his mouth connecting with her belly. She
shrieked with laughter, while he blew noisily on her flesh. It was always
shocking to see a baby in the hands of a Bigfoot; the difference in size was
astonishing. His fingers overlapped her tummy; they were so big.

Shelly laughed, “They’re playing.
God!
Gimme
a heart attack.”

Maggy’s
cries caught my attention. “She
needs to be fed.” I found her in a hut, rolling from side to side, wailing.
“Shush now. I got you.” The tiny, ape-like creature, grunted then, her lips
working. “Oh, my goodness.” I joined Brutus and Daisy on the blanket, while
feeding
Maggy
. He pulled me onto his lap, as I rested
against him, using him like a chair.
Wolfie
appeared
then, his face looking sticky. “What did you get into?” I spoke in Sasquatch.

“Honey,” he rasped. “Yummy honey.” To
illustrate this point, there were several dead bees stuck to his fur.

He sat next to Daisy, who played with
a Barbie doll. We were a strange, mixed-raced family, but, by some miracle, the
combination worked. I experienced a moment of sheer bliss then, feeling as if I
was where I truly belonged, with the people who meant the most to me. Leonard
and
Pooky
stomped from the trees, carrying several
salmons, which they had gutted by the river. While they placed the fish on a
metal grate, they talked amongst themselves, and I understood their
conversation. They were thrilled by the quantity of fish in these waters, and
they planned to kill a deer for supper. Lori, who had been in the hut most of
the morning emerged. She sat nearby, eyeing the fire.

I glanced at Brutus. “You should let
her go.”

His black, gleaming eyes roamed over
my face. “You stay with me, and I’ll let her go.”

“I belong to Leonard.” Leonard, who
had overheard that, glanced in our direction. “I don’t know how long we’ll be
here.”

“You be with me forever.”

I met Leonard’s gaze. “What are we
going to do?” I knew he had overhead everything he had said.

Leonard got to his feet, brushing
dirt from his hairy knees. He ambled over, kneeling before me. “This girl’s not
fit for camp life,” he rasped. He pointed at Lori. “She’s weak. It’s no good.
Let this one go.”

“Then we trade,” said Brutus. “I take
Porsche.”

Leonard’s face twisted then, his
expression filled with rage. “No.”

The muscles in Brutus’s chest
tightened, his body preparing to attack. “Stop this!” I held
Maggy
, who had fallen asleep. “Don't fight over me!”

Leonard stared, his eyes darting back
and forth. It seemed like the entire camp had stopped what they were doing to
watch. “You like this ape.”

“Oh, Leonard.” How could I deny that
statement? I had to be diplomatic. “I like you both. I don’t want you to fight.
We have to let Lori go. I can call Dr. Haynes, and they can come get her.”

He nodded. “But you want him.” He
pointed at Brutus.

“We’re here for a while. Can’t…we
just enjoy one another?”

He grunted, but his look was unhappy.
I was about to say something, when he turned from me, resuming his work by the
fire. I scrambled out of Brutus’s lap, holding
Maggy
to my chest. For that moment, as I glanced around the camp, I felt lost. Leslie
and Shelly stared at me, as did Zelda, who had her hand in a bucket of water.
The apes were busy with the fish, as others were out hunting. All seemed well,
everyone had a job to do, but I sensed tension and disharmony. Trouble was
brewing.

The day was spent in an uneasy truce;
the only bright spot had been the call I had placed to Dr. Haynes. They would
send a helicopter for Lori, who had finally smiled at the news, tears falling
down her face. Harry and
Pooky
had taken her to a
grassy field several miles away where they would pick her up. She had chosen to
leave her baby, the tiny ape would be cared for, and I would have to feed it
with my milk. At camp, we heard the sound of the rotor blades, the noise
echoing through the gorge. Perhaps, Lori could have acclimated to this life
given enough time, but I hated to see anyone suffer in this manner. We had the
means of calling for help, and, if I could save someone from an existence they
didn't want, then I would do so.