The Wendigo by The Midnight Shade
Discover the thrilling erotic tale of 'The Wendigo' by The Midnight Shade. Dive into a world of desire and danger as forbidden passions ignite amidst chilling folklore. Explore the fine line between lust and legend in this captivating sex story that promises to leave you breathless. Read more and unleash your wild side!<br/>
*Warning* Sick and Twisted Do not read if your faint of heart. I’m back with a brand new and very, very disturbing story. Not for the faint of heart. , The Wendigo
Alice knew the winter storm was coming in an hour or so. But she made one of her friends a promise. Her friend Ambers husband, had been missing for two months. Him and a few friends went hunting and a winter storm hit. No one could find them.
Search party after search party had gone out. After a month of searching it was given up. After all. The storms were getting worse and becoming more frequent. There had been no news until the week before this. Ambers husband Robert had emerged from the snow covered woods, coming out in the midst of a storm. As if it was spitting him from beyond. Wearing his winter gear, blood frozen and caked onto his jacket forced to eat his dead friends to survive.
He came out of the woods malnourished, his skin thin and stretched over his bones. His muscles nearly gone in order to feed his body. His teeth yellow, his eyes sunken and dead. Barely able to move. But Amber had come to Alice with concerns about his behavior. The things he said to her and their daughters. The things he called them, the things he said he would do to them. Freshly skinned bones of animals showed up in the yard. Their heads cracked open and brains gone.
Their bones crack open and sucked dry. And licked clean.
Amber feared her husband and believe him to be doing all of it.
Alice moved a black bang from her face, her shined black hair was long and curved a little at the end. Her soft features were cute and reflected her white skin, her cheeks had scattered freckles and crystal blue eyes. She was officially off duty but she was still wearing her tight uniform, her fingernails were painted black and had a bit of black eye shadow.
In most city’s was wasn’t allowed to wear it. In this small little town no one cared. She buttoned the top button of her blouse wanting to relax a bit more as she turned her head cracking her neck. Under her dark, dark blue uniform she wasn’t even wearing an undershirt. She just wore a black lace bra. Felt the breeze go into her shirt. She smiled as weight lifted from her shoulders.
Ambers house came into view as she pulled up. She stopped the car right up front.
She pulled the door handle and pushed with her shoulder swinging one long smooth leg out, a long stripe going up the side of her thigh. Her shined black dress shoes planted in the snow. She leaned forward arching her flexible back and got out. Belt was still on her and still had all of its tools. Her butt was round, and popped out showing greatly in her snug uniform.
She strolled to the front door of the mini mansion of a house, her hips swinging back and forth with every step.
She knocked loudly a few times. Then again.
“Hey Amber?” She called through the door. A voice came back at her that was more of a croak.
“Come in!” The weak wheezy voice cried, Alice twisted the doorknob pulling the door open and walked in steadily,
“Robert? Is that you.”
“Y-yes!” The voice said, sounding weak and frail.
The large house had a lot of space with the ceiling at least twenty feet above with large wide obnoxious stair to get to the second floor that actually went higher then the average height. She started to go up the stairs hearing Robert breathing. His wheezing breaths nearly echoing through the halls. She got to the top of the stairs to the dark hallway. The only light coming from a single door cracked open. She stepped towards it, slowly opening it.
Robert laid in the king sized bed, covers up to his neck. His cheeks were sunken in, his skin sickly stretched over his bones. His eyes glassy and sunken in, half open. The tendons in his neck were shown clear.
“Hey, Robert.” She called softy,
“Wh-” he needed a second to take a breath, “Who is that? Alice?” The voice croaked followed by a cough of flegm.
She smiled a bit unnerved.
“Yes, it’s me.” Said meekly, “where is Amber.”
“I-I, I don’t, don’t know.” He said trying to catch up his breath, “I think she went… To the, the store. M-maybe… The storm caught them.” He forced out weakly, “I am… very… very hungry.” He managed.
“I can grab you some food, Robby.” She said, calling him Robby, a name she’s called him by since high school.
“There’s none left.” He said, “Th-that’s wh-wh- why she went… Went out. You are s-so, kind Alice.
You’ve always, been, so nice…
The way you handle your self.” She smiled modestly, “Carrying yourself around with that nice big ass and luscious tits.” Her eyes suddenly went to shock, she slowly turned around shocked by what he had said, “I’ve always wanted to stuff your little wet cunt with my big fucking cock.” He cried out with a new regenerated sense of life, spittle flying in the air as he laid there with a toothy smile and a phlegm filled laugh, “I bet you’d like that you little slut, I bet you’d like to wrap those young dick sucking lips around it and beg me to force it down your soft delicate throat…
Or beg me not to, that would be more fun.” He said with a wicked grin.
“Robert? What the fuck? Why are you talking like that?” She asked feeling sick to her stomach.
“How about giving me a piece of that firm, perk, ass. Let me have a taste.
A little bite.” She stood up starting to walk towards the door a little, “then maybe I’ll eat those big fucking tits! Mmmmmm!” His veiny tongue emerged from his mouth going over his dry cracked lips leaving a layer of thick saliva with a sick slick wet sound, “Maybe I’ll eat you from the ass in. Does that make you hot you little bitch? I like my meals hot, I’ve eaten only cold out in the woods.
I want to eat you and have you scream at the top of your lungs whore.”
The look of disgust was clear on her face as she back out from the room. She was about to close the door when he looked directly at her. She took a look of surprise, but then shut the door with haste.
Robert looked up to the ceiling with a phlegm filled cackle.
Alice opened the door to go outside when the wind bursted the door wide.
She threw she shoulder into the door having to put all her might to shut the door again. The winds awe striking as the snow fell by the truck load. She stepped back as she heard the continuance of his cackling laughter.
But soon silence filled the house.
It stayed deathly silent for hours. Alice was in the kitchen, she kept trying to call Amber but she wouldn’t pick up. The storm had passed an hour before hand but she figured she would stay and wait for Amber.
It wasn’t like Robert was moving anyway. The snow was blinding but wasn’t big. The snow flakes were extremely light putting maybe six inches on the ground. Alice’s squad car would be able to get through it. She stood staring out the window when she could have sworn she saw something moving in the woods. She leaned in squinting her eyes, arching her back, boosting her butt outward into the air she looked. Suddenly she felt something slowly drawing up her leg.