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  Cum For Bigfoot 5, Baby

  By Virginia Wade

  Copyright © 2012 Virginia Wade

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  Virginia Wade

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  All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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  Chapter One

  Reunited never felt so good…

  Excitement raced through me at the thought of returning to the forest. I had been at my parent’s house for two weeks, which had felt like an eternity. There hadn’t been a moment when I had not missed Leonard. I tingled, thinking about seeing him again. The fact that he had let me go in the first place was significant. I had worried that he would not keep his word, but as he held me to his warm, matted fur, he purred deep in his chest, and whispered, “You mine, Porsche. You come home.”

  And I had.

  One hundred and forty-four turns on a winding road brought me full circle. This is where it all began, as a fun summer camping trip with a group of friends and our chaperone, Mr. Kandekamp. Memories flooded: getting drunk by the campfire, my seducing our chaperone, and fucking him in one of the rustic cabins by the lake. I never said I was perfect, far from it actually, but what I hadn’t anticipated was being abducted by a hulking, grizzled looking ape, that had flung me over his shoulder and dragged me into the forest. My friends, Leslie and Shelly had also been abducted, and we found ourselves in a hidden cabin in a dark and dingy basement, where we were subjected to…Leonard’s magnificent cock. The beginning had been filled with terror and fear of the unknown. Yet, as I got to know Leonard better, I realized he was more than just a horny Sasquatch. He could talk, reason, and feel. I would learn later, that he had a human mother and that his DNA was interlaced with our genetics.

  We had parked the car at Lost Lake and gotten out. “Honey are you sure you want to do this?” asked daddy, a worried expression creasing his forehead.

  There was a nip in the air, and I shivered. “Yes.”

  My mother hugged me. “I wish you’d change your mind. It’s going to be so cold, honey.”

  “I know.” She smelled of sweet perfume. “I have warm clothes. I’ll be fine.”

  My little sister grinned. “She’s gonna have ape sex! Ape sex!”

  “Shut up, dork face!” She had gotten on my nerves these last two weeks.

  “She’s having an ape’s baby! Gross!”

  “That’s enough, Lena. Be quiet,” mother admonished.

  A car pulled in alongside us, and Dr. Connor Haynes and his research assistant, George Mead, exited their vehicle. They would be observing the apes in their natural habitat for several weeks. The early October air was crisp, and snow would fall soon, making the forest an icy, inhospitable place. I brought several duffle bags bursting with down jackets, boots, and woolen socks and sweaters. I was prepared for the extreme conditions that I would have to endure while pregnant. I had enough vitamins to last for months.

  “I wish you’d reconsider, honey.” My mother looked worried. “I get sick thinking about you out there freezing and pregnant.”

  “I’ll be fine. The Bigfoots will keep me warm.” That thought alone sent color to my cheeks. A strange howl came from the woods, carried on the breeze. I tingled with excitement. “That’s him!”

  My father glanced around nervously. “Jesus Christ.”

  Dr. Haynes and George slung enormous backpacks on their shoulders. They’d worn hiking boots and heavy jackets. I was dressed similarly. A pair of gloves was in my pocket. The trees rustled and parted, revealing two enormous looking Sasquatches. I recognized them to be Leonard and Dale.

  “Leonard!” My mother looked horrified and backed away, reaching for the car door. “It’s all right. They won’t hurt you.” It didn’t seem as if they would come any nearer, as they stood waiting, watching. I hugged my mother. “It’ll be fine. I’ll see you in early summer, after I have the baby.”

  “My God, honey. I’m so worried.”

  “Don’t be.”

  My dad stared in horror at the animals near the edge of the forest. “I never would’ve believed it, if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes. A photo doesn’t do them justice.”

  I hugged him. “Bye, dad.”

  He glanced at mom. “We’re nuts letting her go off with them.”

  She smiled sadly. “It’s Porsche’s decision. This is what she wants.”

  I hugged my sister. “Bye, cuntwaffle.”

  “Anal vapor.”

  I squeezed her. “Keep outta my stuff.”

  “You won’t be around to stop me.”

  I sighed. “You’ll miss me.”

  “Doubt it.”

  “Well, are we ready?” asked Dr. Haynes. His eyes shone with expectancy.

  “Bye, guys,” I said. “See ya when winter’s over.”

  “See ya, wouldn’t wanna be ya,” quipped my sister.

  Mother sighed. “Honey, can’t you be nice to Porsche for once. You won’t see her for months.”

  “Nope.”

  I was going to ignore the little bitch.

  Both George and Connor helped me with the duffle bags. Once we reached the forest, Leonard and Dale would carry them, but until then, I had to drag mine, and it was heavy. We headed for the old growth Douglas Furs and the freedom of the great outdoors that was Mt. Hood National Forest.

  As I approached Leonard, his dark eyes glistened with an animalistic fire. He let out a primal roar, which frightened several birds out of a nearby tree, and pulled me into his arms, pressing his nose to my neck.

  “Porsche,” he rasped. “I miss my Porsche.”

  “Leonard.” He released me, his chest purring with emotion. “I told you I’d be back, you big lug.”

  “Good, Porsche. Good.”

  “You remember Dr. Haynes, right? He was the good doctor who released you from that awful cage. You be nice to him. No clubbing the doctor. You’re not allowed to kill him or his research partner. They want to be your friends. They won’t steal the women, I swear.”

  Leonard grunted. “Good doctor. Leonard won’t hurt doctor.”

  “This is the doctor’s friend, George. Don’t hurt him either, okay?”

  “No hurt friend.”

  My parents were at a distance watching. I waved to them. Daddy called, “Bye, honey. Take care of yourself.”

  “I will. See you in a couple of months.”

  I heard my sister yell, “Freak!”

  Dale and Leonard took my bags, and we stepped into the forest, disappearing from sight. It would be a long trek to our first camp which was hours away, and, as I breathed in deeply, the freshness of the air filled my lungs with the aroma of pine and earth. I shivered happily, feeling at one with nature and beast. We followed the apes as they led the way on a trail that only they recognized. The search for Leslie and Jean had been called off, as the weather had turned and the leads had run out. The authorities assumed the women had perished, either by getting lost or having met an untimely end in an accident. I wanted to tell Leslie’s parents the truth about what had happened to her, to ease their pain, but I knew I couldn’t
. They wouldn’t believe me anyhow. The fact that Sasquatches were real was a closely held secret, with only a few, including the government, in the know.

  When we paused for lunch, Leonard pulled me onto his lap and licked me. “Stop that.”

  “Porsche,” he growled deep in his chest. “Pretty Porsche.”

  While Dale snagged a few fish from a nearby river, and the scientists disappeared to get firewood, I sat utterly content in the lap of my furry lover, while he nudged my neck repeatedly with his warm, wet nose. His heated breath fanned out over my skin, sending goose bumps down my arms.

  “I miss my Porsche.”

  “I missed you too.”

  He patted my ever-expanding belly. “Baby. You have my baby.”

  “Yes, Leonard.” I’d seen my doctor who had expressed alarm at the size of my belly, considering I was only four months pregnant. Bigfoot babies were larger than normal babies. “The baby’s fine.”

  “Good,” he purred, affection shining in his eyes.

  Dale returned with several fish, cleaned and gutted, and Connor and George tossed the firewood into a shallow pit and lit a match. We ate silently, while the late afternoon shadows expanded around us. My down jacket kept me warm, and my feet were comfortable in my boots. We set out again shortly in a single file through the dense trees, until we came to a structure that I recognized. It was Leonard’s old cabin!

  He flung open the front door and gestured for us to come inside. The scientists dragged their equipment in, dropping the bags on the wooden floor. I sat in a creaking rocking chair near the fireplace. Dale brought in wood, which he arranged in the hearth, while casting surreptitious glances my way.

  “Is this the cabin they took you to when you were first abducted?” asked Dr. Haynes.

  “Yeah. They locked us in the basement.” I cringed at the memory. “Leonard lived here with his mother, Maggie, but she died months ago.”

  “I see.”

  The fire warmed the living area of the rustic house, while the apes obtained dinner, as efficiently as cooks in a well-run restaurant. Food was priority to the Sasquatches, and they preferred theirs fresh and cooked, unless they were berries plucked from a bush or vegetables from the ground. I certainly would not starve in their presence, nor would I go without shelter. The kitchen table could only accommodate two people, so we sat cross-legged in front of the blazing fire, on animal pelts that were soft and thick. The scientists opened notebooks and began to jot down observations, while I sat on Leonard’s lap with his nose in my neck. His cock began to twitch under my bottom, reminding me that it had been more than two weeks since we’d been intimate.

  Dale grumbled deep in his chest and edged closer. He began to stroke my arm, the black pads of his fingers kneading me gently. My female intuition pinged with arousal, the atmosphere in the cabin shifting dramatically. I was in the company of two incredibly horny apes, and they wanted to use my young, willing body to satiate their lust.

  I certainly wasn’t going to stop them.

  Chapter Two

  The only question was, would the scientists watch? I caught the look that passed between them, and Dr. Haynes suddenly got to his feet. He cleared his throat. “Um, I guess we’ll clean up in the kitchen.”

  George smiled politely. “Thanks for the dinner.” Leonard grunted, his tongue licking my neck. “Will you be all right, Porsche?”

  “I’m fine.” Dale’s hand slid up under my sweater, and he stroked my skin, while his cock prodded my thigh.

  “Okay, then. I guess we’ll go.”

  I was alone with two horny Sasquatches in front of a blazing fire, warm and comfortable on animal pelts. My sweater suddenly left my body, and Dale struggled to unhook my bra. He seemed utterly confused by the strange, pink contraption. I helped him by releasing it, the material falling away, revealing engorged breasts that had grown even larger due to pregnancy. My nipples were incredibly sensitive.

  Leonard’s tongue invaded my mouth, filling me with heated goodness, while he kissed me deeply. “Um…” Dale’s lips nipped my neck, while his hands cupped my heavy breasts, gently squeezing and pinching the nipples. I’d asked Shelly if she wanted to return to her ape, and she had steadfastly refused.

  It’s her loss.

  “Oh, yes.” I guess Dale was mine now too. His cock oozed a shocking amount of pre-cum, which was de rigueur for the apes. Leonard’s jutted out from his hairy belly, pink and demanding, twelve inches of my naughtiest dreams come true.

  “Grroooaaarrr…” It was Leonard. I took him into my mouth, tasting his musky aroma and swallowing the clear, salty fluid. “Good, Porsche. Good,” he rasped.

  Dale had pulled my pants off along with my underwear. His hands were on my hips, his fingers pressing into my skin. He slid between my thighs and began to stroke my pussy, dipping a finger into my creamy snatch.

  “Ooohh…ummmm…”

  My mouth was full of Sasquatch cock; the organ was so big, it pushed my jaw to its limits. I managed to swallow about half of it, gagging repeatedly, as it slid to the back of my throat. Dale’s finger produced a burst of tingles that exploded in my core and fanned out to my tummy and beyond. He reamed me easily because I was so wet, hitting something ultra-sensitive far inside my tight tunnel.

  “Grrooaarr…” He grabbed my hips suddenly, raising me onto my knees.

  From behind, he pressed his phallus to my wetness. I gasped, as his hardness slid into me with one fluid thrust. He began to work aggressively, grunting and moaning, while I licked the sides of Leonard’s engorged flesh. His balls were low and heavy, hanging between his thighs. I grasped one and licked it, trying to get it into my mouth.

  “Whhoooaaarrrr…!” Dale used me, driving in deep, his balls slapping against my pussy.

  A long finger brushed my clit. Leonard had reached between my legs, making me moan around his cock, the edges of release teasing pleasurably. These apes knew how to satisfy a woman. There was no doubt about that.

  “Oh, my God!” It was shocking, but the orgasm crashed into me almost without warning, forcing a scream from my lungs. “LEONARD!”

  I could have cared less, if the scientists heard that. I’d just spent two weeks without having an orgasm, and reuniting with my hairy lovers never felt so good. My pussy throbbed and compressed around Dale’s cock, the organ hard as wood, plunging in deep. He let me ride out my bliss for long minutes, until, at last, he pulled free, and I felt his hands on my bottom, kneading and exploring. I had an inkling of what was going to happen, because these Sasquatches were dirty little boys who took pleasure from any hole.

  Leonard’s penis brushed my tonsils, while I sucked and gagged on him. Dale’s hot breath fanned out over my rear, sending thrilling tingles through my system. His thumbs pried apart my cheeks, exposing the puckered edges of my anus. A rush of heat had me gasping, as his tongue prodded me, opening my hole. Bigfoots possessed not only enormous sex organs, but also lengthy, rough tongues, which they enjoyed using on women. They felt wonderful inside pussies, but even more so on the inner walls of an anus.

  “Grroooaaarrr…good…good…” groaned Leonard. I had yet to let up on sucking him, my saliva and his pre-cum cascading down the rose-colored length of his shaft.

  Dale’s anal ministrations resulted in my pussy contracting and pulsing with need. The feel of a slick, hot tongue in my asshole had me panting in shallow bursts, wanting so much more and knowing I was going to get it. I could actually feel him deep inside my anal cavity, the twisting edges of his tongue lapping against my inner walls. The intrusion was staggering, yet sinfully pleasurable, so much so, I moaned around Leonard’s cock, not being able to hide my enthusiasm.

  The Sasquatches knew the effect they had on me, because I was suddenly lifted onto Leonard, the glistening object embedding deeply, pushing against my cervix. Dale poured oil on my ass, working a finger in and out easily, since he had primed me so thoroughly. I moaned, anticipation coursing through me at the thought of being taken at the same time. Th
ey enjoyed sharing their women, and orgies and threesomes were a favorite pastime among the tribe.

  “Oh, my God! You dirty boys!” My pregnant belly pressed against Leonard, as the tip of Dale’s cock began to prod the tight bands of my anal muscles. “Oh, shit!” I had forgotten how intense this felt, bracing myself for pain.

  “Grrroooaaarrr…”

  I buried my face in Leonard’s neck, while Dale pushed into me, opening me up to shocking breadths, seeking his place inside. I had two monster cocks filling me to capacity, my pelvic region nearly bursting with the pressure, yet the aches and twinges of pain exacerbated the sensations, propelling me to thrust my ass up to take him in deeper.

  “Oh, fuck! Oh, my God!”

  “Good,” cried Leonard, his cock pushing upwards, battling with Dale’s, as they massaged my respective holes; a thin membrane separating them. The friction this created was incredible, two huge cocks rubbing together, ruthless and merciless in seeking release. “Good, Porsche! Grroooaaarrrr…”

  I was trapped between them in an erotic embrace, being taken with persistence and care. “Oh, yeeesss…” I moaned.

  My anus stung around the edges, the pain counterbalancing the pleasure, yet inflaming me at the same time. The grunts and groans of my lovers filled the cabin, their chests rumbling, the sound raw and animalistic. I glanced up and got a shock. Dr. Haynes stood in the doorway observing, which would have horrified me, but I was in the grip of intense desire. Being watched was wicked beyond comprehension. My lovers didn’t seem to notice, or if they did, they didn’t care.

  Dale slid in and out, his balls slapping against my pussy. He was able to get the full length, all twelve inches, in my ass, because there was no cervix stopping him. The ragged tone of his voice gave away the fact that he was inching closer to orgasm. Leonard pressed upward, driving deep, while Dale flung himself over the finish line.

  “Grrroooaaarrrr!” He stiffened, and a deluge of cum squirted like a fire hose, coating my insides with fluid. It poured out of me, wetting Leonard. “Good, Porsche…” He sounded raspy and wheezing.