Kristy’s Forest Adventure by NicolasBelvoir
I’m very grateful to HR for suggesting the idea for this fantasy. , Kristy was feeling horny. She needed some cock. It had been four months since she’d split up with her boyfriend and she hadn’t had a fuck since then. She enjoyed her nights alone, reading erotic stories on the internet, with her dildo and vibrator, but it wasn’t the same as the real thing.
It was Saturday night and she was going out pubbing and clubbing with three of the other twenty-something girls from work. To get warmed up she made herself a vodka cocktail and took a few sips. She wanted to dress to impress, so she put on some of her sexiest clothes. She wore a black bra and a sheer, long-sleeved crop top that showed the bra and a bit of cleavage through the transparent fabric and left a few inches exposed around her slim waist.
Then she put on her favourite black pvc skirt that came down to her knees but had a long slit up the side that opened up to give a glimpse all the way up her thigh as she walked. She knew that men loved that. She wondered whether to wear some little panties or a thong, but decided on nothing at all. She liked the feeling of her smooth-shaven, knickerless beaver being exposed and accessible under her skirt. She looked at herself in the mirror, applied a little eye shadow and make-up, and combed her long dark hair.
She put her ankle boots on, got the bus into town and met the other girls at the pub.
“Hey, you’re looking hot Kristy!” said Susie. “I bet you won’t be going home alone tonight!”
“Haha, we’ll see if I get lucky.” Kristy looked at her blonde, curvy friend, her tits almost bursting out of the top of her tight dress. “You’re looking great too.”
One of the other girls bought the first round. Kristy sipped her double vodka and coke as she glanced around the pub. There were a few men there already, checking the girls out. Kristy perched on a bar stool, deliberately allowing the slit in her skirt to open up, teasing the men with a glimpse of her long, slim legs. The girls chatted and bitched about work and the men there.
The vodka and her earlier drink, with no food, were starting to have an effect. “I need the loo, I’ll be back in a minute,” she said to her friends, and went down the corridor at the back of the pub. She went into the cubicle and sat down, realising that she was already a bit tipsy. She felt hot. The atmosphere in there suddenly seemed warm and humid, almost steamy. When she’d finished, she straightened her skirt and opened the cubicle door.
Kristy cried out as she was enveloped in a hot fog. The pub seemed to have vanished! Instead, she was emerging from a small, scruffy, wooden shack. There was nobody else around. She seemed to be in a kind of tropical rainforest. It was hot and steamy and there was a foul smell like rotting vegetation and mud. There were huge trees all around, with long twining tendrils, and there were strange noises, insects buzzing and chirping, other creatures croaking and howling in the distance. Kristy was scared.
She staggered forward through the forest, seeking a way out back to civilisation. The ground was wet and muddy and her feet slipped. Her nice black boots were getting ruined and the mess was splashing up her bare legs. She tried to hold on to the trees as she pushed her way through the undergrowth, but the trees were covered in a strange kind of white slime. It got all over her hands and as she slipped and slithered, streaks of it got on her black skirt. It looked almost like cum and had a foul smell that made her gag.
Kristy shrieked as she felt something crawling up her leg. Looking down, she saw a big bug like a beetle or a cockroach clinging to her knee, crawling up to her thigh. She tried to push it away but it clung on firmly, sinking its claws into her delicate skin. Buzzing insects landed on her neck and started to creep down inside her top, into her cleavage.
Another creature, like a big centipede, ran quickly up her other leg, inside her skirt, up between her thighs. Why had she decided not to wear any knickers? She shivered with horror and tried to brush the creepy crawly creatures away, but more of the bugs kept coming, climbing over her boots, up her calves, over her knees, heading up her thighs. Some strange flying insects landed on her exposed waist, creeping and wriggling up under her top. She was really regretting her choice of clothing, leaving her body so exposed and vulnerable.
“No!” she cried out as she realised where the bugs seemed to be heading for. They were seeking out every intimate crevice of her body. She could feel them crawling over her bum, creeping in between her cheeks, tickling her there, poking around and trying to wriggle up inside her ass. In her bra, they were crawling over her tits, pinching at her nipples with their little claws. She felt shocked and frightened.
But to her shame, she also felt some arousal from the tingling sensations. She couldn’t help it, but her nipples stiffened in response to the stimulation as the creatures crawled over them. Between her legs there was now a swarm of bugs creeping all over her exposed pussy. They poked and nibbled at her lips and crawled around her clit. She squealed again as she felt the bugs poking into her slit, sneaking into her folds, and trying to crawl up inside her moistening pussy. She could feel the creatures squirming around in both holes, scaring her but also stimulating her as they wriggled around.
Kristy heard a loud, deep grunt behind her and jumped with fright. She turned and saw a large, hairy animal like a wild boar. It had thick, rough hair and a twitching snout with a long tongue sticking out and big sharp teeth. It had a strong stench of pig and it was coming towards her.
She backed away from it and found herself pressed up against one of the trees. The animal’s mouth opened wide and it came right up to her. Kristy screamed in panic, grabbed at the tree and managed to climb up onto a branch, despite the slippery white slime on the tree. The pig came right up under the tree and looked up at her, looking up her skirt, to where the bugs were swarming all over her cunt.
She thought she was safe from the boar, but suddenly it reared up on its hind legs and its rough hairy snout pushed up under her skirt and between her thighs, scratching her delicate legs. She was terrified at the thought of what damage those teeth could do to her exposed pussy. But rather than the teeth, she felt Its tongue flick out and lick her legs. It was thick and leathery. She realised what it was doing – it was eating the bugs! The boar’s rough tongue flicked and slurped, scooping up the insects and swallowing them.
Then, she felt it penetrate her. The thick wet tongue pushed its way up inside her, thrusting in and out, stretching her vagina open wide as it poked and licked and pulled out all the insects. She gasped at the intense feeling. Its wriggling tongue was so much longer and thicker than any man’s tongue she had ever experienced. Then the tongue moved back and forced its way between her bum cheeks, licking her and pushing up into her tight little ass, scooping up the bugs that had crawled inside her.
She looked down and saw that it was definitely a male animal. It had huge bulging balls. But its cock was amazing. She hadn’t noticed it at first but it was getting bigger and redder. And it was kind of twisted. Kristy had read that pigs have a corkscrew shaped penis but she had never seen one.
The boar had licked up all the bugs but it forced its tongue deep into her pussy again, wriggling and flicking and tasting her. It stretched her open and drenched her in its saliva. Then, it withdrew from her and clamped the branch Kristy was standing on firmly in its teeth. There was a loud splintering sound and the branch cracked. She screamed as she fell down onto the ground below, landing on her back on the muddy ground.
Immediately, the wild boar creature mounted her. Its tongue licked her face. Its front legs pinned down her arms and its back legs were between her legs. She could feel something big, hard and rubbery between her thighs, thrusting up under her skirt, pressing against her. She knew what it was, and where it was heading. Some kind of slimy fluid was leaking from it. She felt terrified at the thought of being fucked by that big, twisted cock.
Kristy tried to resist but she was helpless, pinned under the huge, strong animal. Determined to have her, it pushed its thick, coiled cock into her wet pussy. She felt it twist and turn inside her, penetrating her deeper with each twisting thrust. The boar grunted loudly as it fucked her, licking her and drooling over her face and her neck. Deeper and deeper it went, deeper than any man had ever been.
She felt the coiled tip push up through her cervix, twisting and locking itself in place. The grunts became louder and she felt the twisted thing inside her start to throb and pulse in a steady rhythm. She realised the boar was ejaculating inside her, pumping her womb full of boar semen. She could feel the hot fluid squirting into her, over and over again. Its orgasm seemed to last for minutes, leaving her feeling full and bloated with its cum.
At last the grunting stopped and she felt the big, twisted thing inside her start to soften and withdraw. Having had its way with her, the contented creature shuffled away. Kristy got up off the floor, and squatted and squeezed, trying to get as much of the animal’s cum out of her as possible. The thick white slime oozed out of her pussy onto the forest floor, forming a big smelly puddle. She wondered how much of it was still stuck inside her.
She struggled forward through the muddy forest, desperately looking for a way to escape. At last she came to a clearing in the wood. There was a kind of house, a wooden building with smoke coming from the roof. Kristy breathed a sigh of relief. At last she would be safe. There would be people there that could help her. As she got closer she could see a fire inside and shadows of people moving around.