Dedicated to the Art of Sex

You gave up resistance a long time ago, although truth be told you have no idea how long you've been laying there, the huge beast above you pounding into your limp body but judging by the amount of cum that drools from your pussy with every thrust its been hours.

His grip on your waist is relentless, the sharp bite of his nails keeping you flittering between pain and pleasure as he holds your ass aloft and fucks you into the wet mix of sweat and cum pooling beneath you. "It's getting dark," you whimper "I need to go," you protest as you attempt to rise up. You're met with an unhappy growl and a strong grip on the back of your neck as he pushes your face into the mud. As he roars aloud for maybe the fiftieth time, you think back to how you ended up in this sodden position...

It started with your evening walks, a large shadowy figure lurking in the woods would stalk and follow you home. At first you didn't mind, it always kept its distance and never seemed to do any harm. Like a lost dog that would follow you around... a really big and feral lost dog. But harmless.

Then, as your walks progressed into jogging, he would follow after you, excited by the chase. Again, you don't mind, his presence helped to improve your time and added a rush. In fact, you were almost excited to see his big tongue hanging out of his mouth as he chased you to your door. That wild look in his eyes and the blood stains on his fangs added a sense of danger that gave you more than sweat to rinse off in the shower.

This week however, he wouldn't leave you after you got home. Once you closed the door you would hear whining and scratches, and at night his deadly howls pierced through the silence.

Tonight it felt different, his chasing felt more intense, he didn't leave the gap between you that he normally would... You found yourself genuinely running for your life, making sharp turns to evade your would-be-assailant that took you on a detour through the woods.

With the vantage of the trees to leap from, it wasn't long before he tackled you to the ground, draping himself over you like a weighted blanket. You tried to push him away but he's too strong, although you don't put much of a fight anyway. Why would you ?

"Please, pet? You just feel so good, I wanna make sure I do this right. I saw you in pain last month, and I could smell the blood. You're meant to bear children,"

he takes a deep breath,

“Tonight is the perfect night. I want to get you nice and full with my cum, don't you want that ?"

He reaches down slowly, locating your clitoris among the pink folds and began gently rubbing its soft hood.

"Uhhhh," you rasp in defeat, clawing at the mud as he played with your clit. "Stop. Please...No more."

But this horrible animal wasn't stopping. He noticed how your clit was engorging, its timid head emerging from beneath its protective hood as he played with it.

He continued rubbing the sensitive flesh, taking sadistic pleasure in your cries of embarrassment. You couldn't stop him making your clit engorge and your pussy moisten, and you knew you couldn't prevent him from fucking you either.

His merciless attention to your clit made you whimper in overstimulation. You tried desperately not to cum. It felt so wrong to be aroused by such a wild animal but he wouldn't stop and your body yearned for release. It was humiliating. You fought the orgasm and began moaning when he dropped his head to scrape his sharp teeth along your neck.

"Please..." he growled.

And with that your resolve shattered. You shimmy out of your shorts and shift your panties to the side. Reaching between your bodies, you feel the hard muscle of his abs before wrapping your hand around his engorged member. He whines and his hips buck as you grasp his length and guide it to your wet entrance.

He purrs happily as he sinks inside of you and grinds his hips into your ass. He's so deep inside of you that it almost hurts. But when he leans down and licks your tears away, you understand that, in this very moment, your pain is of no concern to him.

And that's how you ended up being defiled on the floor of the woods until the early hours of the morning. A pretty thing with your face pushed into the mud as this beast pumps you continuously with his seed. You have no doubt that you'll bear his litter, and the thought sends a spasm to your pussy as carnal brimal sounds pour from his lips.

He winds his fingers under your jaw and pulls your head back and up, running a thick tongue across your cheek, slowly and rhythmically humping your sensitive cunt.

Fuck, how is he still hard ? Doesn't his species, whatever that is, ever need a break ? He groans and shakes his head.

"Fine you can keep it in me while we sleep," you agree,

"But at least take me home."

You barely manage to finish your sentence before he slams into you with excitement. His strong thighs pistoning his big dick in and out at a frightening speed as he humps you and traps you under him until he's coming in you all over again.