The Horny Night Gaunt (2 page)

“Good point!” Greta agreed.  “If you don’t mind me saying, please do try to do a good job tonight.  You are kind of his ‘I’m sorry gift’ from the village.  I don’t want him to take out an ‘anger bang’ on me the next time I am up.”

Kim threw a hairbrush at Greta and it hit her right in the nose.  “Ow, bitch,” Greta mewled. 

“Serves you right Greta,” Trena laughed.  “Don’t upset the virgin on her big day”.  Then an eye makeup case hit Trena right on the back of the head.  Greta busted out laughing and so did Trena holding the back of her head.  Kim couldn’t help smile, it was funny, in a shitty way!

“Well, you assholes, do you have any advice?”

“Close your eyes,” Greta said.  “That’s what I do.”

“I try not to move because to be honest, he scares the daylights out of me,” Trena added.

“Oh, just a little warning, he has a really huge penis,” Pam stated.

“Really?” Kim squeaked.

“Really!” All the girls chimed in at once.

“Great, losing my virginity to a demon hung like a horse, it’s what every girl dreams of.”  Then Kim started to feel a little funny.  Not funny…..good.  Real. Good.  “I think my cocktail has kicked in, thank God!” 

“Well, let’s get you off.  It will last about three hours.  He might keep you that long…..”

***

She was carried to the altar on a decorated throne of sorts.  It was decorated with flowers and vines.  It was actually pretty, but everything was pretty to her right now.  This was a great cocktail. 
Shit, I bet this would cost a fortune on the streets.
  This was close to Demerol but at the same time she was……..horny.  Oh yeah, that was the aphrodisiac.  Well, might as well try to enjoy it because she really had no fucking choice.  The villagers were singing a tribal song that made her sway back and forth.  She had this tingling in her pussy that made her squeeze her legs together.  She wanted to slide her hand down her gown and stick her fingers in between her legs but……………..people, tons of people would see her, but she didn’t really care.  Fuck them, she felt good…………….

They arrived at their destination.  Four tribesmen lifted her from the throne to a concrete altar.  They laid her out, very neatly.  She noticed they were wearing gloves.  She assumed they didn’t want to get their scent on her.  Once she was laid neatly, they shackled her arms and legs in the leather cuffs that were attached to the slab.  Both arms and legs were spread as far apart as they could be without feeling any pain.  A tribal woman hovered around her to make sure her hair looked presentable and her dress was straightened out. Then, without a word they just walked away and left her to wait for HIM!  Her brain buzzed that there was something awry but again the drugs in her system wouldn’t let her nerves get to her.  She was high as a kite and so fucking horny. 
Come on big boy, come and get me…….

***

He flew down into the village the same as he had been doing over the last ten years.  He had a thing for human women of European descent.  They were beautiful with their white skin and their flowing long hair.  Everything that a Gaunt female could never have and he was excited because tonight he would have a new woman to add to his harem.  The priest promised they would find an extra special woman for him to make up for the whore who betrayed him with another.  He had no remorse for ripping her throat out.  After he slayed her he went to find her lover because he could smell him on her.  The man died a horrible death as well, and well he should have!  The puny little man had messed with his ‘harem’!

The King had not had a new female in over five years.  His dick just started to get hard at the thought of someone new.  What would she look like?   He took in a deep breath and smelled that the new flesh was on the ritual altar.  Of course she would be there.  They wouldn’t hang her from the cave for her first time with him.  She would be scared enough. 

The altar was a concrete slab.  At the bottom of the altar, where the female’s feet would be, was a steel bar for him to attach his clawed feet around. The slab had four shackles to hold the women still in case they tried to run.  He liked the chase, all Gaunts did, and that was the problem.  It was instinct to chase and trap the female to fuck, whether the female wanted it or not.  The problem was the chase made the male Gaunts highly aroused, so aroused that they fucked viciously.  It was their nature.  That was why he had the villagers tie the women down.  He didn’t want his instinct to kick in.  He knew the women couldn’t get away but they were so fragile, he didn’t want to
accidentally
kill them during mating!

He swooped down in a hasty rush.  His need thundered inside him.  He landed on the steel bar that was attached to the altar and stared down at her.  His new virgin was beautiful.  She had hair as black as midnight, flawless pale skin, big brown eyes, and a soft lush body.  He never liked it when the human women were too skinny, if he wanted skinny he had plenty of Gaunt females to choose from.  He actually preferred his women a bit heavier.  He loved big breasts and hips with curves and ample thighs. 

She was dressed in a white nightgown.  Not modern of course, they wouldn’t do modern; they knew that would not please him.  It was one of those nightgowns that was flowing, long, white, and sheer.  It was one that a bride might wear on her wedding night.  And it was her wedding night of sorts.  He would be the first to ever take her.  He could smell it, the innocence and the purity that he loved so much.  The villagers would know better than to give him a woman who has been sullied by another man.  The Gaunt King wanted his women pure and to belong only to him.

With the gown being thin and see through, he could see that her nipples were hard and he could see the rose tinge to them.  Just looking at her breasts made his dick pulse to life.  He sat atop of his perch, flapping his wings slowly as he peered down at her.  She was beautiful.  More beautiful than all the others.  He noticed that she looked…… wanton?  She was thrusting her hips up trying to get purchase of something. 
Was
s
he aroused?
  None of the other girls ever seemed aroused.  She was looking at him.  Not in horror but in fascination.  Did she want him too?  He had never had a human woman look at him in this way.  And fascinatingly, he found he liked it!

***

Kim was lying on the altar looking at the beautiful creature above.  It looked like a demon but she knew he wasn’t, she could feel it.  He had a vaguely human shape.  He was thin but not as thin as she thought he would be, he was built in the upper chest area and he had powerful thighs.  He was pure black with slick, rubbery skin and…………… faceless? On his head, he had a pair of inward-facing horns.   His hands were clawed and so were his feet.  He also had a long barbed tail that seemed to move like it had a mind of its own. His membranous wings seemed very powerful but as he flapped them they made very little sound. 

He stood on his perch, staring at her.  His face was the most interesting feature of all.  With a quick look he seemed faceless.  Looking more closely, where his eyes should sit, she noticed he did in fact have a pair of dark eyes.  She could tell because they were looking into hers.  There were two little slits where nostrils should be but alas no mouth.  How was that possible?  How did he eat?  Would he eat her if he could?  No, he wouldn’t. 

He made facial expressions but she couldn’t really put a finger on what they were.  She wondered was it the drug making her paranoid, delusional?  Overall, he was just…………. beautiful and she wanted him.  Kim knew deep inside that she shouldn’t but she did. 

When she looked between the Gaunt’s legs, surprise got the better of her.  His penis was obviously aroused.  It was long and thick, bigger than she thought any man’s might be.  It was also alien-like, with purple blue leathery skin with slits down the sides that seemed to crack open with a red tinge when he became aroused, which he obviously was. 

It was scary to even think that, that penis, was going to take her virginity.  Would it hurt or feel good, and why wasn’t she freaking out?  She should be freaking the fuck out but……..she wasn’t, instead she felt her pussy growing wet.  Maybe it was the drug they gave her but from the stories that the other three girls had told her, none of them were ever aroused by the Gaunt.  What did that make her?  Horny?  Freaky? Bizarre? Hell, she was incredibly turned on. 
So you like freaky sex, huh Kim?
  It could be worse.  It could be a donkey. Ha Ha. 
Get a hold of yourself Kim
.   This is not a laughing matter.  But hey, she was high!  She looked at him again and she said in a husky whisper “I think you are beautiful, what are you waiting for, don’t you want me?”  Fuck, did she say that out loud?  Oh hell, liquid courage gets you every time………….. 

***

He looked down from his perch on the altar where she was waiting for him.  Did she just say, she thought he was beautiful?  It must be the drugs they gave her.  He knew they drugged them, he could smell it swimming in their veins.  But even when drugged, none of the girls had ever talked to him, much less complimented him.  Much less told him to come and get it.  They mainly just closed their eyes until he was done, but she, she had her eyes wide open.  

He levitated above her using his wings with his feet still curled around the steel bar. As he stared at her face, he was curious if she would look away, but she didn’t.  His hands landed on each side of her body as his eyes moved to her ample breasts.  God were they huge.  He reached one clawed hand out and cupped her breast and squeezed it in his hand.  She moaned and lifted her body up in an arch, grinding her pussy in the air.  Her mound grazed his cock which made it swell even harder, if that was possible. 

He took one last look at the entire picture because he knew she would never be as beautiful as she was now!  Innocent, pure, untainted by man, waiting just for him.  Then, with that same clawed hand he ripped at the beautiful gown’s bodice.  Her breast spilled out and her upper chest was heaving and her breath grew ragged.  He tore his eyes away from her breasts and stared into her eyes, willing her to want him as much as he wanted her.  Then he took his claws and ripped the rest of the gown away from her body.  There she laid naked before his eyes.  He wanted to lick her breasts and suck at her nipples but a lack of a mouth kept that just a wishful thought.  Instead, he took one of his claws and softly circled her nipple with the tip.  Her nipple pebbled up and she ground her hips up again trying to find his cock.  He groaned out loud.  He might not have a mouth but he could make noises.  He circled her other breast just to get her reaction.  She moaned deep in her throat.  She again, pushed her hips up trying to grind against something.  He was curious what she would do.  He pushed his hips down, with his cock laying against her stomach and pressed down more where his hips were touching and aligned with hers.  She pushed her pussy right on his dick.  His eyes grew wider.  She was grinding her pussy over his cock! 
Oh Shit, this felt good. 
She continued to roll her hips on him. 

The Gaunt put his hand back on her breast.  He squeezed and mashed on it.  She groaned this time while she was dry humping his cock.  But actually he wouldn’t have called it dry, she was actually rather wet.  She was rolling her pussy up and down his cock, coating it with her fluids.
Fuck this felt good!
 

He closed his eyes for a moment and ground his hips down harder, grinding his cock against her labia’s lips, her lips parted for him but he didn’t go inside her, not yet.  He kept thrusting his cock against her clit and her stomach.  He opened his eyes and she was staring right into his.  She was in a frenzy, grinding herself faster and faster, fear and confusion in her eyes.  He realized she had never cum before.  He found it hard to believe she had never pleasured herself before but he could tell this was very new to her.  He slipped his arms underneath her tied down ones and embraced her against him.  He knew the added closeness would put more pressure on her clit.  And just like he thought, that was the catalyst that drove her over.  She jerked and screamed out in bliss.  She was coming.  Coming….. while riding his dick! 

He could wait no longer and he aligned his cock with her pussy.  This was going to hurt her, he knew that, but he would rather do it with her convulsing around his dick.  The pressure in his balls were driving him forward to mate and he never wanted to mate more than this very moment. 

He slid the tip of his huge cock in at the opening.  He knew his dick was not going to be able to go all the way in but he had to try. As her pussy allowed passage, he realized that she was soaked with wetness.  He drove his cock into her at a steady pace until he felt her maiden head.  This is the part he loved.  He knew he was going to be the first and the last as he pushed past and slammed home.  She cried out just as he seated his cock up against her womb. 
His womb! 
She was his and nobody else’s!

He pulled up on his hands leaving the embrace so he could get purchase to thrust from.  As he looked at her, her eyes appeared shocked.  He did not want her to feel pain so he slowly pulled his dick out.  He could hear the suctioning sound her pussy made as he stroked out.  The sound alone almost made him expel his seed.  He paused for a moment and slowly stroked back into her waiting heat.  He was trying to be gentle but part of him knew he would be too selfish to keep to a slow pace! 
Oh God why did she feel so good, so tight and hot, and so much better than the others?