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  Cum For Bigfoot 10

  By Virginia Wade

  Copyright © 2012 Virginia Wade

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  Virginia Wade

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  Chapter One

  I lifted my dress over my head and sat next to Mike. “So, what did you have in mind?”

  “This.” His hands cupped my breasts. “I should suck these.”

  Leonard puffed from the pipe, watching me with hooded eyes. “I guess you could, if you want.”

  “Oh, I want, all right.” He tugged on a nipple, sucking it into his mouth. I sprayed milk almost instantly.

  “Mike,” I breathed.

  His hands fell to my waist, which had now regained its former shape. All the hiking and starving had given me my figure back, although stretchmarks remained. It would take a long time for those to go away. I threaded my fingers through his damp hair, feeling the heat coming off his scalp. While he sucked, his hand drifted lower, sliding over my pussy, which felt astonishingly wet.

  “Oh, honey.”

  I tingled everywhere, my body hadn’t been pleasured since the fire began, and I could feel the promise of bliss calling to me. “Get your cock out.”

  “We’re demanding tonight.”

  “I don’t care. I need it.” I practically burned where he touched me, his finger driving deep into my swollen folds.

  “Yes, ma’am.” He unzipped his shorts, letting them drop. “Anything else I can help you with?” His smile was endearingly lopsided.

  “The shirt needs to go.”

  “I guess so.” He tossed it aside, revealing firm pecks and a defined tummy. “You seem to like what you see.”

  I grabbed his cock. “I want this.” I closed my lips around it. I worked him vigorously, the point being to lubricate him enough so it would slide in effortlessly. “Do me now.” I got on my hands and knees. “Now, Mike.”

  “So much for foreplay.”

  “Hurry. Fuck me hard.”

  “Good God,” he chuckled.

  His shaft dipped into my wetness. I backed up impatiently, taking him fully. “Oh, yes! More. Do it fast. Do it now!” My eyes met Leonard’s; the stoic ape sat with the pipe in his mouth, puffing furiously.

  “It’s so good, Porsche.”

  He fucked me vigorously, his cock sliding to the hilt, balls smacking my pussy. I gasped with pleasure, clenching my muscles around him, thereby increasing my own enjoyment.

  “Yes! Oh, shit, yes!”

  It seemed as if the entire tribe had stopped what they were doing to watch us. Zelda had returned from her bath, and Pooky sat with Bubba and Dale. It was naughty to have an audience, but such was life during an orgy. We would inspire them to partake in round two soon, no doubt. My boobs jiggled from the aggressive thrusting on Mike’s part, and I held onto the grass, clutching it to keep steady.

  “Honey! Oh, Jesus.”

  “Don’t pull out! I’m so close.”

  “Arrrrggg…”

  I gasped, feeling the convulsions gripping me, robbing all thought from my mind. “Mike!” I shuddered, the sensations producing pleasurable pinpricks that left me tingling everywhere. “Oh, God, Mike!”

  Knowing that I had cum, he pulled free, jetting a creamy string of semen that landed on my lower back. “Ooohh…Porsche…” He sounded pained. “Ooohh…God…honey.”

  I glanced at our audience, and I was slightly surprised to find that they weren’t staring at us any longer. Something over our heads seemed to have their attention. I sat back on my feet, wondering what the attraction was.

  “That was wonderful, honey.”

  “What is that?” My focus was towards the woods and the shape that stood within the trees no more than ten feet away.

  “What?”

  I pointed. “That?”

  Mike followed my finger. “Whoa…shit…”

  “Ggrrooaarrr…” Leonard and Bubba sprang to their feet, the hair on top of their heads standing on end.

  I stared at the strange Sasquatch, finding the creature to be different from all the other apes I had seen. This one wasn’t as tall or as burly looking, and there was something delicate about the way it was shaped, especially in the chest area, which looked as if it had breasts, big hairy breasts with nipples on each end.

  Then it hit me. This was a female Sasquatch!

  “Mike.”

  “Yeah?”

  “That’s a she.”

  “I think so.”

  “They’re not supposed to exist.”

  “So I’ve been told.”

  The apes were in a frenzy, their cocks distended. Bubba stomped the ground, as did Dale. Leonard growled, spittle dripping from his teeth. The female ape had disappeared into the woods, but she wouldn’t be alone for long. Every ape in the camp took off running, leaving Mike and I and Leslie and Zelda alone by the fire.

  I glanced at Leslie. “Oh, shit.”

  She shook her head. “Wow.”

  Our party was over. “What the hell is going on?” I had sperm all over me, and I shivered, grabbing my dress. The sound of Sasquatch howls drifted to us.

  “It was a female ape,” said Zelda. “I’ve never seen one before. This sure is a game changer, guys.” She looked concerned. “We’re awfully far north. None of us have ever been here before. If it wasn’t for the fire, we woulda been further south.”

  We had almost no supplies, losing everything while fleeing from the blaze that had killed Rusty. I tossed the dress over my head, not caring about the sperm that was drying on my back. “Shit.”

  Mike had gotten dressed. “Come here.” I went to him, and he held me. “It’s gonna be all right. They’re making hay with the little lady. They’ll be back.”

  “That shithead.” Leonard and I had only just reconciled. He had forgiven me for having Mike’s baby, and now this. “It sure didn’t take much for him to leave me.”

  “He didn’t leave.” Mike’s lips brushed my ear. “They’re just curious about the girl.”

  “What if she leads them to her tribe and they ambush them?” That was a worrying thought. “They could all be slaughtered right now.”

  “Maybe her tribe died in the fire. We weren’t the only ones affected by the disaster.”

  Leslie looked worried. “Damn horny Sasquatches. They won’t need us anymore, now that there’s a female.”

  “We don’t know what’s gonna happen,” said Zelda. “I think I hear something.” She scrambled to her feet; her long, dark hair hung down her back. “They’re coming.”

  Mike’s arms tightened around my shoulders. I was so grateful he was
here. Leonard had shared me with him, and things had been looking up. I didn’t want anything to jeopardize my relationship with the fathers of my children. Lendal needed his daddy, and Daisy needed hers. I wanted us all to be a crazy, hairy, mixed-up family. How did a female Sasquatch fit into these plans?

  Several apes stepped from the trees, and I recognized Dale and Pooky. Leonard was next, followed by Bubba, who had the lady Bigfoot over his shoulders. Others, who were lower in the order of the tribe, straggled behind. The female seemed quiet, although her eyes were wide, as she took us in. Bubba set her on the ground.

  “You stay here,” he rasped.

  She was shorter than the males, but just as hairy, her fur a deep brown. Long, thick lashes surrounded glinting black eyes. Her nose was black and flat, and the mouth was darkly colored and puffy looking. Her feet were apart, arms at her sides, but I sensed her anxiety. The hair stood up on her head, indicating stress.

  “Who are you?” Her tone was soft and slightly raspy. She’d articulated her words perfectly.

  “Me Bubba.” The leader of our tribe pointed to his chest. “This is Leonard, Dale, and Pooky.”

  She sniffed the air. “You come from far away.”

  “Bad fire made us leave.”

  She nodded. “It killed my tribe.” It was absolutely astounding that her speech was this excellent.

  “Are there more of you?” asked Zelda.

  “No.”

  “What’s your name, hon?”

  “Kat.” She glanced at Mike and me. “This is a strange tribe. You have white people.”

  One of the Sasquatches threw logs and branches into the fire, igniting the flames that had dwindled. Despite being summer, the air was mildly chilly. I sat with Mike, glancing anxiously at Leonard, who seemed interested in the newcomer, yet slightly detached.

  “You want something to eat?” asked Leslie. “We have leftover biscuits.”

  “What’s that?”

  “Food. Like bread.”

  “What’s bread?”

  “I’ll go get it, and you can taste for yourself.”

  Bubba picked up his pipe and sat against a tree, lighting the end with a burning twig. The smell of cannabis filled the air. “Leslie,” he rasped.

  “Yeah?” She held several biscuits. “Here you are.” Kat took them, staring at the food in bewilderment. Leslie sat next to Bubba, his arm going around her possessively.

  There weren’t any pelts for us to sit on, so Mike and I were in the grass against a tree. “Sit down,” I said. “Make yourself comfortable. We don’t have much at the moment. I’m sorry. It’s usually better than this.”

  She eyed me curiously, her interest lingering on my long blonde hair. Nibbling on the biscuit, she fell to her knees, scooting closer. She smelled nearly the same as the Sasquatches, gamey with a hint of dog, although her odor was not as robust.

  “I think she likes you,” murmured Mike.

  “You gotta be kidding.”

  “It’s your coloring. She’s probably never seen a human woman before.”

  “I have,” she said, surprising us.

  “Your tribe had humans?” I asked.

  “No. We knew some. They taught us your language.” She chewed on the food. “This is good.”

  Having a female Sasquatch in our midst was absolutely astounding. She could talk and understand us. Some of my fears had been alleviated, but new questions remained. It wasn’t until Bubba’s expanding cock suddenly ended up in Leslie’s mouth that the atmosphere around the fire began to hum with the undercurrent of sex. Kat’s eyes flew wide at the sight, the hair on top of her head falling. Her look smoldered.

  Things were about to get freaky.

  Chapter Two

  “Gggrroooaaarrr…” rumbled Bubba; Leslie worked his ever-expanding phallus making wet, sloppy noises.

  I glanced at Leonard to gauge his reaction, and he stared at me, his black eyes glinting. I wasn’t the center of attention anymore, because all eyes were on Kat. Everyone was waiting, wondering what her reaction would be. Mike’s arms went around me, his mouth near my ear.

  “They might not need you anymore. They can breed with the female. You could come home with me.”

  My gut twisted. “I can’t…don’t talk like that. I can’t leave Lendal, and I…love Leonard. Some she-whore isn’t going to ruin my fucking life.”

  Kat had overhead this, and she stared, her expression unreadable. In the space of thirty minutes my entire world had been thrown off center, and I had no idea what was going to happen next. It was all great and wonderful to discover that a female Sasquatch existed, but what did this mean for the future of the tribe, and, more importantly, would Zelda, Leslie, and I be needed anymore?

  As if to answer my silent questions, Leonard got to his feet, shuffling over to me, his hulking frame looming. He sat next to Mike and reached for me, drawing me onto his lap. The fact that he found Mike his equal was saying a great deal. He had accepted him as my lover, and he shared me now without hostility. He’d forgiven me for having his baby, and he was bonding with Daisy. The children were asleep in a makeshift shelter some ways off. Bubba Jr. and Lendal slept together, and Daisy and Leslie’s baby, Wolfie, were bundled comfortably.

  Leonard nuzzled my ear. “You good, Porsche.”

  I gazed into his black eyes, feeling warmth and affection emanating from him. “What will happen now? Do you still want me?”

  This question seemed to surprise him. He tilted his head, staring at me. “You’re my Porsche. You stay with me.”

  My arms snaked around his neck. “Oh, thank God.” He smelled slightly of damp fur. We had bathed in a shallow hot spring not that long ago.

  “Whhooaarrr…” growled Bubba. He gently pushed Leslie from him, staggering to his feet, under the weight of his enormous belly. Being our leader, he was older and lazier, preferring to let his subordinates do most of the hunting and fishing. “You.” He pointed at Kat. His cock, angry and leaking, jutted out before him.

  She squealed and jumped to her feet. This sent the Sasquatches into a furor, growling and rasping. Kat dashed for the forest, but Dale grabbed her, while Bubba and Pooky approached. The others loitered, eager-eyed; their penises were fully erect.

  Mike looked amused, yet mildly concerned. “She’s about to get to know the guys a little better.”

  “The poor thing,” said Leslie. “She looks scared outta her mind.”

  I sat on Leonard, feeling his hardness pressing into my bottom. The males were in fine form tonight. It didn’t matter that we had already had an orgy. Their chests were puffed out, their eyes flashing, and lengthy shafts dripped with fluid.

  “Now you hold up there, boys,” admonished Zelda. “You better not force that girl. I’ll not stand by watchin’ while you abuse her.” Her hands were on her hips.

  Dale buried his nose in Kat’s neck, sniffing and licking her. Bubba grabbed her legs, which she started kicking, and together, they dropped to the ground, with her on top of Dale. Pooky and another Bigfoot took her legs by the ankles, holding them open, while Bubba dove between the hairy thighs and buried his face in her pussy. Her breasts heaved; the nipples were black and hard.

  “You bad animals!” she screamed.

  “Gggrrooaarrr…” Dale roared. He grasped her hips thrusting upwards, filling her bottom.

  She moaned, the fight leaving her almost instantly. Bubba was on his knees with his cock in his hands. He pressed into her, wetting them both with pre-cum. Then he slid deep, filling her to the balls. She was able to take every inch of cock, being of the same species. Leonard breathed raggedly in my ear, completely aroused from watching them.

  “Good God,” murmured Mike. “I don’t think she minds too much.”

  “Doesn’t seem like it,” I said. “Wow.”

  Leslie and Zelda watched; their expressions were a combination of shock, disgust, and disbelief. Kat took both cocks fully, her ragged pants registering loudly. She thrust her hips, impaling herself on Dale,
while Bubba drove deep. The trio of Sasquatches worked surprisingly well together, thrusting and retreating, over and over.

  Leonard took my hand, wrapping it around his cock. “You be a good girl, Porsche.”

  I met his gaze. Animalistic need flared in his eyes. I tingled everywhere, feeling slightly naughty by this bizarre situation. “I might need help.” I glanced over my shoulder. “Hey, Leslie. Come suck this cock with me.”

  She rolled her eyes. “I always have to suck it.”

  Rubbing him released an abundance of clear fluid through a slit on the tip. “Come on. It’s more fun doing it together.”

  “Fine.” She joined me, kneeling at the ape’s feet. “I’m not swallowing it, though.”

  “Me either.”

  The sheer volume of semen was impossible to ingest. I’d drunk it once, and I was determined never to do it again. I closed my lips around the end, tasting salt.

  “Ggrrooaaarrr…good…good Porsche…” Leonard grunted appreciatively.

  Leslie licked one side, running her tongue over lumpy grooves and veins. She grasped his heavy balls, gently massaging the rounded sacs. Leslie and I took turns sucking the crown, saliva dribbling down the shaft and disappearing into his fur.

  “Whooaarrr…” Dale stiffened, discharging a significant amount of jizz into Kat’s ass.

  Not to be outdone, Bubba grunted, emptying himself in her pussy. White fluid gushed, dousing all three of them. The smell of wet dog filled the air along with the scent of pine and grass. The Bigfoots wasted no time disengaging themselves from their newest plaything, giving Pooky and another Sasquatch a turn. They stepped in, grabbing Kat, filling her holes quickly. The naughty scene played out, while the female Sasquatch groaned and grunted, clearly enjoying the attention.

  “Good girls,” murmured Leonard in a raspy voice. “Good…”

  A hand had found its way under my dress, traveling up the back of my thigh. I knew it was Mike. He slid between the crack of my bottom, into a soaking wet pussy. All the sucking had turned me on, and, as his finger sunk deep, I moaned, not being able to stop myself. He wiggled inside of me, rubbing against my g-spot, which had me thrusting my bottom up, wanting more. Then he tossed the dress over my back and entered me with one long stroke.