Cum For Bigfoot 13 (6 page)

“Ooohhh…”

Waves of heavenly torment continued, while my
ears rang. I slowly descended from the erotic pinnacle, my body
buzzing with the aftereffects.

“Good, Lena.”

“Oh, no…Pooky is the good one. Oh, wow.”

“You like my tongue?”

I glanced at him. “Yes.”

He climbed out of the water, fluid pouring
from his pelt. His cock was fully extended, thrusting out before
him. He shook himself like a dog after a bath, a shower of water
flung into the air. His formidable looking penis was in his hands;
the rounded tip massaged expertly. It was always mildly shocking to
see their anatomy entirely erect, mostly because the length and
thickness was impressive.

He sat next to me, his eyes glinting in a
lustful light. “A present for Lena.” He grinned broadly.

It was impossible not to be charmed by this
creature, even if I wanted to hate him for dragging me away from
civilization. “What do you want me to do with it?”

His smile was even bigger now. “Suck
Pooky.”

“Oh, I bet.” He grunted enthusiastically,
lying on his back, while holding his cock. The object looked like a
rocket. “It sure is big.”

“Gggrroooaaaarrr…”

“Oh, okay. I guess I could suck it…a
little.”

If my friends could only see me now…

A thin stream of clear fluid ran down the
sides, gathering in his fur, while the shaft throbbed and jerked. I
closed my lips over the tip, sucking gently. He tasted incredibly
salty, with a hint of musk. Leaning over him, I worked in earnest,
taking it as far into my mouth as I could without choking. He
groaned from the treatment, his belly rising and falling with each
breath. I nibbled around the edges, while his grunts of
satisfaction echoed.

“Good…good…good, Lena.”

I ate him leisurely, alternating between
sucking and licking, but always manipulating him either with my
hands or tongue or lips. For variety, I grasped his balls; the
heavy sacs were filled to the brim with seminal fluid. They were
surprisingly pink and hairless. When he wasn’t aroused, they
retreated into his fur, hiding. I licked them, wetting the flesh,
but there was no way I could cram even one into my mouth. They were
far too big.

“Grrrrrr…”

His hand was on my back, while he purred, the
sound repetitive and rumbling, as it resonated in the hollow
chamber. He roamed over me, sliding past my buttocks and dipping
into my moist thatch. A long finger began to stroke, slicing
through my drenched pussy and inflaming me yet again. While I
sucked his cock, his finger rubbed, twisting and wiggling
enticingly.

“Oh, Pooky…”

He grasped me suddenly. “I want Lena!”

I found myself before him on my knees, which
wasn’t the most comfortable position considering we were on solid
rock, but I could ignore it for the moment. What he was about to do
to me would be worth the discomfort. He rubbed the tip of himself
against my opening, drenching me with pre-cum. The sensation of
something so large was incredible, and knowing that he would thrust
inside at any moment left me breathless with anticipation.

“Oh…God…do it. Just do it!”

“Gggrrroooaarrr…

He breached me gently, only the rounded tip
sinking. Just as suddenly as he had entered, he withdrew to rub the
length across my aching slit. He brushed my clit repeatedly, and
then he sank again, filling me completely.

“God! You’re so good at this.”

“Good…good pussy,” he rasped.

All twelve inches would never fit, but a
solid nine would have me screaming with orgasm shortly. I moaned,
as he worked me, sliding easily in and out, pleasuring us both. His
raspy breathing resonated, the sound primal, guttural, the
elucidation of animal sex. I withstood each silken plunge, lifting
my hips to take him even deeper, feeling his cock nearly in my
stomach.

“Ooohhh…”

I braced myself the best I could; the palms
of my hands were sweaty upon the heated rock, while perspiration
fell from my face. Pooky had to be sweltering under all that fur,
but he continued to work us; the slow build of a shattering climax
had already taken root. My tummy tingled, my pussy buzzing with
pleasure, while he thrust vigorously, rasping, groaning, and
straining for release.

“Oh! Shit! Pookie!” I hadn’t meant to come so
soon, but I was hardly in control. My muscles compressed around
him, feeling the thickness of his shaft and milking every ounce of
pleasure I could. “Ooohhh…” I shuddered, gasping for breath and
drowning in repletion.

He pulled from me. “Lena. You suck
Pooky.”

I turned to find the angry tip of his cock in
my face. I grasped it, feeling sticky wetness. I sucked him
aggressively, while the tangy aroma of our combined juices teased
my senses.

“Good,” he moaned. “Good.”

He wasn’t going to last much longer, and, as
I sucked, he withdrew from my grasp, pointing the end at my mouth.
A heavy spritz of semen jetted, catching me in the face. Streams of
fluid dripped from my chin, neck, and breasts.

“Ggggrrroooaarrr…”

I closed my eyes, while he continued to wet
me. Eventually, he spent himself, grunting as the last dregs
squirted on my tummy.

“Good, girl.”

“I need another bath.”

He nodded, mirth shining in his eyes. “Sticky
Lena.”

“Oh, Pooky.”

I slept with Pooky that night, snuggled
against his fur, which was nearly too hot in the heated cave. In
the early hours of morning, I thought I detected the sound of a
helicopter, but it might have been a dream. Leslie had gone outside
to check the snow levels, returning with a smile on her face.

“It’s not too bad. Maybe only six inches.”
She held Wolfie in her arms. He clung to her neck like a chimpanzee
to its mother.

“I’m heating up some water,” said Zelda. “I
need tea. I bet that English guy would like some.”

“Let the bastard dehydrate.”

“Honey, I know you’re sore about what
happened, but if we don’t treat the wounded, then that makes us
worse than the animals.”

“I’m so sick of being hunted. I just want to
live in peace.”

“I don’t know what’s gonna happen now, but
these boys were protecting their territory. They were attacked with
weapons. There are plenty of witnesses who’ll attest to that.”

“You bet your ass.”

I joined them. “I think I heard a helicopter
earlier.”

Zelda eyed me. “I did too. It’s our guys.
They’re hiking in. Help is on the way.”

“Or it’s more Bigfoot hunters,” grumbled
Leslie.

“Not this time. We know who it is.”

“I hope you’re right, Zelda. I have to go
home.”

“You will.” She patted my back. “You hang in
there. You’ve done real good. You might’ve even had an adventure or
two.” She winked, knowingly.

“Are you kidding? This was the wildest thing
that’s ever happened to me. Nobody would ever believe it.” Lendal
and Bubba Jr. dashed by, grunting and wheezing.

“Go see who’s out there, boys,” said Leslie.
“Be careful.”

“Gggrrooaarrr…” Lendal’s voice had deepened
considerably. He was beginning to sound fierce.

“I gotta tend to wounds. I wanna check on
Leonard. I’m hoping those antibiotics helped him, but time will
tell.”

“I’m throwing Wolfie in the water for a
minute. He’s stinky. See you guys in a second.”

As we performed our morning tasks, I
instinctively knew that I was going home today. Leonard was
conscious, sitting up and drinking water. Nick had gotten to his
feet, and Zelda let him roam about. He was in pain, but it seemed
to be manageable. He had disappeared into the next cavern with a
flashlight, pointing it into various nooks and crannies. When he’d
finished his explorations, he sat with Dale and Pooky, engaging
them in simple conversation. Wolfie seemed to have formed an
attachment to him; the baby ape crawled into his lap, grunting,
while Nick scratched his head. This angered Leslie, who glared at
him from across the cavern, silently shooting daggers with her
eyes.

“Whhooaarrr…”

Zelda got to her feet. “That was Bubba Jr.
The boys are back.”

I joined her, anxious to know what they had
found. “I wonder if Mike’s with them?”

Leslie joined us. “It’s time to face the
music.”

Dale sniffed the air, growling. Bubba jumped
to his feet, the hair on top of his head standing on end, and Kat
growled and hissed. Panic suddenly went through me, seeing the
tribe thus affected. The feeling was that strangers had arrived,
but as we entered the larger cavern, I saw a familiar face. Mike!
Dr. Haynes was with him. The Sasquatches settled down almost
instantly, recognizing their friends. They welcomed them briefly,
and then promptly returned to the greenhouse, where seating and
comfort was plentiful.

“Mike!” I flung myself at him. “Oh, thank
God.” There was movement behind him, and I saw my sister, Porsche,
bundled up from head to toe in winter gear. “Oh, Porsche!
Omigod!”

“Hey, Lena. Jesus, it’s hot in here. What is
this place?”

“A fucking awesome cave.” I hugged her. “I’m
so glad to see you.”

“We’ve been trying to get here for days, but
weather down south stopped us. Are you guys okay? Is Leonard okay?”
Lendal had come up behind her, sniffing. She wrapped her arm around
his neck, squeezing him, which made him grunt. “I missed you, you
big boy.”

“I miss you too.” He purred, licking her.
“Mommy, mommy.”

“What happened to Leonard?”

“He was shot, but I think he’ll be okay,”
said Zelda. “He’s doing a lot better today. We were attacked twice
by Bigfoot hunters. They knew exactly where to find us.” She glared
at Dr. Haynes.

The scientist was hidden under a heavy
jacket, which was coated in melting snow. “We had a leak, I’m
afraid. I’m sorry you were targeted. The responsible parties will
be apprehended and charged. We’ve pinpointed the culprit; it was
George. He sold us out to a fringe group that hunts strange and
unusual creatures. They wanted a live specimen.”

“Yeah, Wolfie,” said Leslie. “We caught one
of the guys. His name is Nick Redfern. He’s injured, but he’ll
live.”

“Excellent. He’ll be wanted for
questioning.”

“He should be arrested.”

“That’s a very real possibility. The three at
the winter cave were apprehended. We didn’t come alone. I’ve got
the government and local law enforcement. They’re keeping a
distance because of the Sasquatches.” He glanced upwards.
“Phenomenal. Can’t wait to explore it.”

“They killed Archie and Tate,” said
Leslie.

He looked grim. “There’ll be an inquiry into
what happened, and you all may have to testify. The bodies of the
men are being exhumed at the other cave. They have to go to their
families.”

“That’s all?” Leslie was red with anger.
“These bastards come in here and go commando with fucking bows and
arrows and guns and that’s it? There’s gonna be an inquiry?”

“People will go to prison. Those responsible
will be punished.”

“I’m gonna see Leonard, guys,” said
Porsche.

“I’ll go with you.”

She hugged me. “How have you been?”

“Fine.”

Her look said it all. “I bet you got to know
the boys pretty good, didn’t you?”

This was embarrassing. “Um…a bit.”

“And Leonard?”

“Sorta.”

“Aw, shit, that horny ape!”

“He loves you, Porsche. He thought I was you
a couple of times. He’s a real sweetheart; they all are actually.”
I led her to the greenhouse. “He’s sick right now, but he’ll get
better.” She removed her hat and scarf. “Are you staying here? Can
I please go home?”

“That’s why I came. You’re free, for sure. I
was so worried when I heard you guys had been attacked. How fucked
up is that? Who are these assholes?”

“You’ll get to meet one right now.”

“This cave is amazing.” The Sasquatches were
seated together on the grass. Wolfie snoozed in Nick’s lap. “I’ve
met that guy before. He asked me about the Sasquatches months
ago.”

“He’s with the Bigfoot hunters.”

“Leonard!” She ran to him, flinging her arms
around his neck.

“Gggrrrooaarrr…”

Lendal bounded by, joining his mom and dad,
while grinning happily. Nick eyed them. “Hello, Porsche. It’s good
to see you again.”

“Who the hell are you?”

“I’m a journalist and a Cryptozoologist. I’m
sorry we had to meet under these circumstances. I never wanted to
harm the Sasquatches. I only wanted to see them.”

Dr. Haynes had joined us, staring at Nick
unhappily. “You’ll be taken into custody once you leave this
cave.”

“I understand.”

“If you’re really sorry for what you’ve done,
you’ll tell them who’s behind this,” I said. “That would be the
right thing to do.”

His look was grave. “I agree.” He smiled at
Wolfie, who had rolled over with his legs in the air. “I’d love to
come back. Perhaps under different circumstances.”

Bubba had listened to the conversation, his
eyes darting between the men. He chewed on a stick, which he pulled
from his mouth. He grunted, nodding his head. “This man is good,”
he rasped, pointing at Nick. These words were high praise from the
leader of the apes.

Leslie approached her son. “Ugh. Come on.”
She snatched Wolfie from Nick’s lap. “You little traitor.” She held
him up, staring at him. “He’s a bad man, you silly ape.” Wolfie
cooed and wheezed, clearly not understanding her at all.

“No bad man,” rasped Bubba. “No bad.”

She glared at Nick. “Your rescue’s here,
buddy. You can leave any time.”

He got to his feet, grimacing. “Thank you for
the hospitality. You’ve treated me far better than I deserve. I
truly am sorry for all the trouble we’ve caused.”

“I’ll escort you out,” said Mike. “You can
come with me, Lena, if you want. Someone will take you to the
helicopter.”